A Lady on Grub Street
In 1950s’ Delhi, newspaper offices had little room and no toilets for women. But Kamla Mankekar barged her way in. This is her story.
Book – Breaking News: A Woman in a Man’s World
Author – Kamla Mankekar
Publishers – Rupa
Pages – 368 pages
Price – Rs 395
Kamla Mankekar was a pioneer in the Delhi newspaper world of the 1950s. A lone woman in a man’s world, her colleagues could be suspicious and resentful. Press supervisors talked down to her. One or two aging journalists even had amorous designs on her, which came as a shock for the girl brought up in a conservative refugee family, which had fled West Punjab during Partition. Her first employer at the Indian News Chronicle at Delhi’s Mori Gate warned her there were no toilets for women and there would be no salary either. All the same, Mankekar was willing to take up the challenge and pleaded , “I will adjust.’’
Journalism was not Mankekar’s first choice. She had to leave Lahore before she could get her BA degree. And when she came to Delhi, she had to settle for whatever course was offered at the refugee camp college. She opted for the evening postgraduate classes in journalism.
Mankekar does not wear her path breaking achievements or feminism on her sleeve. She is straight forward in recounting the problems she faced breaking into what was then an all-male bastion, but does so without glorifying herself. She had no godfather to even provide her with a letter of introduction and had to knock on the doors of many publishing houses in search of a break. Finally, the Indian News Chronicle grudgingly agreed to hire her. Mankekar soon carved out a role for herself. Besides her regular duties as a sub-editor, she reviewed books, wrote letters to the editor and started a column. Eventually, she was paid the princely sum of Rs 150 a month.
In 1950, Mankekar moved on to the more prestigious Times of India newspaper. By this time the gutsy Mankekar was the sole earner for her family. Apart from her sub-editing duties, she was the paper’s film critic, wrote a newsletter from Delhi for the Illustrated Weekly and outside normal hours interviewed foreign dignitaries and experts in various fields . After eight years, she felt she deserved a promotion as a special correspondent. But though her editors agreed, she fell foul of the general manager JC Jain. A later generation heard Dileep Padgaonkar pronounce that the editor of the Times is the second most powerful man in the country. But in those days, JC Jain wielded more clout than his editors. And he did not take kindly to the fact that Mankekar had bypassed him in seeking a promotion.
In 1958, she married the then resident editor of The Indian Express, DR Mankekar (incidentally, my first editor). Jain, who did not get on with her husband, made her professional life more difficult than ever. Soon afterwards, she was transferred to The Indian Express, Bombay. Her reports covered a wide range from consumer protection to rural development.
Mankekar broke new ground in other fields besides journalism. She was one of the first women to head the PR department of a major corporation, Rallis India Ltd. She worked for the Population Council of India and the All India Women’s Conference in their fledgling years. She was the first chairperson of the Delhi State Commission for Women and a member of the censor board.
The book begins to meander and flag a bit when Mankekar deviates from her life story to recall the personalities she encountered and momentous events she witnessed. Still, some of her revelations are interesting. Though a good friend and admirer of the legendary editor Frank Moraes, she recalls his nickname of “boneless wonder’’ for refusing to stand up for the journalists against the management. She recounts how she once heard Tarkeshwari Sinha, the glamour girl of Parliament, compare notes with the dour Morarji Desai on whether mud packs or sandalwood soap was better for the skin. After her husband’s death, Mankekar moved to the USA to be with her children. She wrote her memoirs at her home in San Francisco.
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