Sanjay Whanmane, assistant editor, Maharashtra Times, misses riding pillion with J Dey on the motorbike scouring the city for crime news, when Sanjay used to cover crime a few years ago
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Sanjay Whanmane, assistant editor, Maharashtra Times, misses riding pillion with J Dey on the motorbike scouring the city for crime news, when Sanjay used to cover crime a few years ago. Recalls Sanjay, "I would ride pillion with J Dey always telling me to watch my feet as I sat on the motorbike. Then, at times he would suspect that a car was following him. We would circle a block or area at least thrice, and once he was convinced that he had thrown off his trail we would proceed to our destination."
Sanjay Whanmane
The journalist added that J Dey was "extremely selective when it came to friends. He had a few close friends but was very loyal and would call his small friend circle daily, fixing times of when to meet. He was such a great friend to have," Sanjay explained a little wistfully. There was a very "generous side to J Dey. He was forthcoming with his vast contacts in the police force. He would also share information about some stories, even byline pieces saying that no problem, we can track down," Sanjay said adding, "while his vast repertoire of police contacts was impressive, he also tried to go beyond the stock police version in crime reports. For instance, if the accused was free Dey would make sure he asked the accused too for his version of the story, not just relying on the cops' side. With this, he ensured he had made a different world for himself, with a treasure trove of information."
Dey had earned a reputation of being a reserved person, "he was secretive," says Sanjay. "At a restaurant, he would usually take the corner table because he used to always say that why should other patrons listen to what we are discussing?" Yet, "once you were his close friend, he trusted you implicitly. His tenacity for a story was worthy of emulation. He would hold on to the story lead fiercely and take it to its end, never giving up or letting it slip away, that was my friend J Dey, the braveheart."