Hi all the fans of KTO,
This blog helps me share all the feelings, love, and sweet-bitter moments I faced during my year stint studying under the greatest teacher of journalism.
Holding a sheet of paper, and red pen, I never thought a 70-year-old man (don't ever dare call him 'old', he's more energetic than most 20-year-old) could instill so much fear on raw young blood.
One spelling mistake, rest assured, you'll write that word 100 times. It's hard not to concentrate in his class, because KTO spellbound his pupils with his hard-hitting revision of assignment, interspersed with crude sex jokes (mostly, at the cost of female students), which boys always end up laughing to their heart's content.
During the rush for the editorial meeting, all (read students) prefer their story ideas to get placed last in the series. But it doesn't help you avoid the humiliation of submitting a crap idea, other than facing the heat in front of a lesser audience (or your batchmates).
The man works harder than you, and he always feel restless to give his best. If he's not been a teacher, he would have probably made a great theatrical actor, considering his rich talent of toning his expressions, voice modulations, depending on the situations.
You can never accuse him of partiality, as he screws (as the boys prefer to name it) the best student, and all and sundry, including his fellow teachers, and staff at the institute.
But we all love him. I realised it after an year in my journalism career. All his ex-students will agree to it.
Through this blog, I want to create a platform where the fans of this great man can come and share their views, their experiences of studying under KTO, the fun-filled anecdotes, and all.
There are many other plans in the pipelines. Will keep you posted.
Enjoy reading it, meanwhile.
Warm regards,
A fan of KTO
This blog helps me share all the feelings, love, and sweet-bitter moments I faced during my year stint studying under the greatest teacher of journalism.
Holding a sheet of paper, and red pen, I never thought a 70-year-old man (don't ever dare call him 'old', he's more energetic than most 20-year-old) could instill so much fear on raw young blood.
One spelling mistake, rest assured, you'll write that word 100 times. It's hard not to concentrate in his class, because KTO spellbound his pupils with his hard-hitting revision of assignment, interspersed with crude sex jokes (mostly, at the cost of female students), which boys always end up laughing to their heart's content.
During the rush for the editorial meeting, all (read students) prefer their story ideas to get placed last in the series. But it doesn't help you avoid the humiliation of submitting a crap idea, other than facing the heat in front of a lesser audience (or your batchmates).
The man works harder than you, and he always feel restless to give his best. If he's not been a teacher, he would have probably made a great theatrical actor, considering his rich talent of toning his expressions, voice modulations, depending on the situations.
You can never accuse him of partiality, as he screws (as the boys prefer to name it) the best student, and all and sundry, including his fellow teachers, and staff at the institute.
But we all love him. I realised it after an year in my journalism career. All his ex-students will agree to it.
Through this blog, I want to create a platform where the fans of this great man can come and share their views, their experiences of studying under KTO, the fun-filled anecdotes, and all.
There are many other plans in the pipelines. Will keep you posted.
Enjoy reading it, meanwhile.
Warm regards,
A fan of KTO
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