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Press misTrust of India

PTI should really get some people who know English. The following article appeared in today’s edition of the Times of India.

A youth was sentenced to life imprisonment for attacking a girl by throwing acid through one side love here. Additional Session Judge A B Mahajan declared this judgment yesterday.
The youth Arvind Ashok Sonar was news paper seller and fall in one side love with a girl.
The incident occurred on November 21, 2007 when Sonar came to know that marriage of the girl was fixed, then Sonar went to her apartment and thrown acid towards her.
After the incident Shahupuri police arrested him and file case against him.

I’m sure even the ‘news paper seller’ could write better! For the uninitiated, the Times of India has the widest circulation among all English-language broadsheets in the world.

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Anonymous said…
Times of India has been notorious for its lame English. But this is a new low! Was this the print edition or the online edition? I'd guess online. Maybe the editor and reporter should as well take moral responsibility and submit their resignations.
Sunday, March 22, 2009 7:17:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
This was from the online edition.
Monday, March 23, 2009 5:14:00 AM
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