It's a small thing, but I might as well give the correct story. Vinod had just joined the Observer and I succeeded him at Debonair (but I wasn't his assistant editor; the editorship was my first journalistic job). I had been Debonair's film critic for Vinod, and asked around for a replacement. I heard of the highly unlikely story that a commissioner of income tax wrote well and was interested in cinema. Iqbal Masud was requested to write a film review on spec. "Too literary," I said to him when I saw it. He did a revised piece. "Better, but still too literary," I said to him. The third time, it was just right: apt literary allusions, a critical look at the script, a careful weighing of social message and cinematic values. The income tax commissioner had begun a parallel career.