Africa-watcher Hari Sharan Chhabra is no more

17 December 2012

On the pages of The Times of India in Delhi, the grim news of the passing of an Indian who looked at a part of the world most of the media doesn’t: Hari Sharan Chhabra, editor of Africa Diary and World Focus and a frequent contributor to the Economic & Political Weekly (EPW).

Chhabra’s elder son, Aseem Chhabra, has been one of the stellar names from New York covering the arts for Rediff.com, India Abroad and Mumbai Mirror, among a range of publications.

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T.N. Shanbag: Man who educated Bombay journos

Rajan Bala: cricket writer of cricket writers

Jyoti Sanyal: The language terrorist and teacher

Russy Karanjia: The bulldog of an editor

Sabina Sehgal Saikia: The resident food writer

M.G. Moinuddin: The self-taught newspaper designer

Naresh Chandra Rajkhowa: Journo who broke Dalai Lama story

J. Dey: When eagles are silent, parrots jabber

E. Raghavan: Ex-ET, TOI, Vijaya Karnataka editor

Prakash Kardaley: When god cries when the best arrive

Pratima Puri: India’s first TV news reader passes away

Tejeshwar Singh: A baritone falls silent watching the cacophony

N.S. Jagannathan: Ex-editor of Indian Express

K.M. Mathew: chief of editor of Malayala Manorama

Amita Malik: the ‘first lady of Indian media’

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M.R. Shivanna: A 24×7 journalist is no more

C.P. Chinnappa: A song for an unsung hero

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One Response to “Africa-watcher Hari Sharan Chhabra is no more”

  1. krishnamoorty Says:

    Harisharan Chabra has been a friend of mine for the last ten years of my career in Delhi where I wrote on Africa for Patriot, Link, External Services Division of All India Radio and the India International Quarterly. We traveled together to Iraq to cover the first Iraqi general election under Saddam Hussein. I had never seen a frown on his face. He knew to make friends for himself and for his friends like me. Thirty years after I had left Delhi, Chabra lives always in my memory.

    Krishnamoorty Dasu


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