Delhi Blogger’s Meet Report
Alas, this was the last Delhi Blogger’s Meet that yours truly attended. I don’t know when next I will meet more of this new and growing tribe. The meets till date, have been action-packed and drama-filled. Ah well.
All credit should be given to Vulturo for organising this Avatar of Delhi Blog Meets, i.e. “Bombay-Style” bloggers’ meets. Thanks man!
So.. a report…
for once, me and Saket didn’t end up as the first one’s at the meet (venue was the Barista IN CP OUTER CIRCLE, N-BLOCK).
So blasting “Starry Eyed Surprise” by Paul Oakenfold all the way to CP, I got there by about 7 pm (The meet was scheduled for 6.30) when many of the bloggers had already shown up.
I don’t have a list of all their URLS, but I’ll mention those I do know, and point you elsewhere for the rest, as when I get that info
Came in sat down next to Aishwarya. On her Christmas post, I’d mentioned that I thought I’d discovered the secret to Happiness. Well, let me revise that to I think I’ve discovered to Contentment. It’s not an intense happiness, but one that can keep you going for a long, long time, and enables to you drive your car at 120 Km/H while singing at the top of your voice. I do that a lot these days. If you see a Hyundai Santro tearing down the streets and somebody yelling off tune…you’ve encountered TTG. I would reveal the secret here too, but I think it’s precious, so if you weren’t at the blog meet and your want the secret to Contentment, you’ll have to sleep with me before I give it you…and I’m Hetero, so sorry guys, no secrets for you (Said in the tone of the Seinfeld Soup Nazi).
Met Amit Verma (the Great), and was upset to find him a quiet soft-spoken fellow who behaved all decent and civilized and stuff. C’mon man, you’re the most popular blogger in the Indian Blogosphere (by Technorati rank and other such metrics). Be loud and bombastic and full of bluster.
But he wasn’t, so that responsibility was relegated to me instead.
Considering my past fisking and 1 abusive comment, he was nice to me. Ah well, what can you do. Considering what the Typist cartel has been saying about him these days, my stuff is all way back in the past.
I read his cricket posts on CricInfo way back when, and when he decided he would start blogging, I started following that too. He started MiddleStage and that time, I was a naive innocent young blogger, and thought that the picture of the man on the left sidebar was his. (As it turns out..it’s a Picasso. Whoops).
We discussed how to go about getting visas to Pakistan (he is going to cover the test matches for UK Paper, the lucky !#@#!#@#!
Shivam Vij of Mall Road was the host, didn’t get to talk to him too much. In fact I didn’t get to talk too much to most of the people.
I did harangue Jabberwock for his dislike of Galouti Kebabs, and dislike of Ajay Devgan in Company.
And I confess here that I am the author of the “Jabberwock, shock, stock, cock” poem. Heehee. Hey it was funny at 2 am in the morning.
I spoke to Monica, of In Small Pieces and gathered that she works for a for-profit?? Human Rights organisation that I kept calling BreakFree instead of BreakThrough. Yesterday, I was all set to leave a nasty comment on her blog, only to find that she had only enabled comments for Team Members. HOW RUDE! But today, comments are enabled for everyone, so joy of joys, I went and left a comment.
Who else was there? Vulturo joined us a little late, there was a dude called Amit Gupta, and a guy called Arun Verma (no relation to Amit Verma).
Dhiraj of Bodhi Shop showed up, and two bloggers, who shall remain nameless thought he was purty sharp-looking.
Speaking of nameless bloggers (Dilip D’Souza), he sent us an SMS to say he was there in spirit (and undercover).
Codey showed up much later, and I woulda liked to talk to him, but he was monopolised by Nikhil.
I will avenge myself on Nikhil by not linking to his blog. Nikhil belongs to that other faction of Delhi Bloggers, who were very upset that Saket usurped their title and position. So Nikhil’s function at these blogmeets is to be sarcastic and contradict everyone. At this particular meet, he would raise an eyebrow everytime I would say anything to eM, and bitch about me to Codey everytime I would say anything to anybody else…Or at least that’s what it seemed like.
Hmmm the queen of “ChickLit” blogging/CatBlogging(eM) joined Saket in his accusation of calling me a CatBlogger as well!
They claim that my usage of ellipses (the “…” everywhere), “So” and “Fuck” put me in that category.
eM decided to coin it “LadLit” blogging. However ladlit sounds like Crud to me…so I hereby rename the male version of Chicklit blogging to ChickenLit Blogging. Since I’m a hairy Punju, I’ve decided to take it a step further and call it ButterChickenLit Blogging. Or even KuttaBlogging.
Wow, the rest of the Blog Meet Details can be found at Vulturo’s. Never realized they went for dinner afterwards! I, on the other hand, head to head home early.
Delhi Bloggers, I will miss you all. It’s been fun, insane and one heck of a rollercoaster. I don’t expect to write much from Melbourne, but I might.
I’ve got one or two rants left in me, and a sentimental post about Delhi languishing in the drafts section while I figure out if I wanna release it to the big,bad,harsh world.
Farewell for now!
Bloggers converge on Capital for blog meet
Dear Mr. Yumnam. Thanks. Without you, our meeting would not have been so successful. Vulturo also toasted to you.
So, this meet was much bigger, and I got to meet a lot of interesting people. I wanted to link to all of them myself, but instead, I shall point you to Three Drinks Ahead for a list of the attendees.
A much more accurate, and well-written report chez Vulturo’s
This bloggers’ meet had a Manipuri, and it had reporters, but no Manipuri Reporters.
Swar(nalata) was the first person to show up, and then Saket, and then Me. (Aanchal’s auto broke down, so we had to act as substitute hosts till she turned up).
So me and Saket grilled Swar a little bit, and found out she was a Bangalore blogger, taking a vacation here in Delhi, although she’s spent a lot of time here before. And she’s into theatre, which is ultra cool! This was the only new person I got to find out about in any detail
Then Nikhil showed up, got a call on his cellphone and disappeared. So we then had Gaurav and Ashish show up. Since these two were kind of new we started discussing general stuff – why do you blog, how do you blog e.t.c.
Then the Host showed up, and so did Nikhil and Jai Arjun Singh. I was somehow expecting him to be a lot taller . I wanted to have much longer conversations with Jai, but due to circumstances I didn’t get around to much of it.
(All of whom I did not get a chance to talk to, but really wanted to get to know better. Dammit, 15 people in one blog meet really does become unmanageable).
We did manage to take a snap poll of who was communist, and who was capitalist. Everbody did a little introduction.
Jabberwock and Vulturo had a passionate argument about Egoism/Objectivism.
There was some Microsoft vs Open Source that was thrown around (Sorry, Firefox rules!)
but you see….. I had some other business to attend to…
So Vulturo joked that there would be sparks flying tonight. Why?
I was actually very curious to know what eM looks like in person, and as it turns out, so was she.
I expected her to be what I like to call the “Delhi” girl stereotype. I was expecting her to be dressed in black, with hair till her shoulders, and one of those very small black purses, and sort of half-expecting her to be Punjabi. (Yes eM, only half-expecting)
But she wasn’t any of those things (pleasant surprise).
Hmm…dare I get a little personal?
She had short hair. She was smaller and thinner than I imagined. And of course, very expressive eyes. Somehow the eyes stay with me.
She was expecting me to be shorter, thinner and bespectacled. (Can somebody say the word geek?). Blue Balls(Anti-Climax)
Alas, dear readers(if any), contractual obligations prevent me from mentioning what some may consider the most interesting part of the evening. At some point, it may be blogged about, but right now it has to be bottled up. This is by a mutual agreement, which could be broken at any time. The thing is, we both use our blogs to talk about stuff freely and frankly – but there seems to be an unwritten rule that at this point we won’t. But so many events last night were blogworthy. Ah well. Irony. Cannot blog about that which you wish to say the most about. This is the risk you run when you physically meet other bloggers, putting faces to their blogs.
I’ll just say this – I need to compile a list of 5 desert-island movies, music and books so that I have them ready when somebody asks me. Right now, I sound like an ass saying my interests are varied! (But they are!!!)
Oh and I need to take a few songs out my playlists……
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