Bangalore IndiBlogger Meet – 2009

This post is coming in a bit late. Infact too late. But hey, better late than never.

Ok here is the detail,  today, i.e., 28th Feb 2009, IndiBlogger is holding a bloggers meet at the Microsoft Signature Building at Embassy Golf Links, Domlur. For outstation guys who are wondering where Domlur is, its in Bangalore.

Details

Scheduled: 28/02/2009 at 15:00
Venue: Microsoft Signature Building, Microsoft India Pvt. Ltd., Embassy Golf Links, Intermediate Ring Road, Domlur, Bangalore – 560071

More details at this link..

There is going to be a discussion on Blogging rights driven by Mutiny.in. This should be interesting, given the fact that there is a lot of activity revolving round the latest ruling by the Supreme Court.

28/02/2009 at 15:00
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 Bangalore IndiBlogger Meet   2009

“You’ve got mail”

From ChronicP!nk‘s web-log :

“You’ve got mail”

Red and stout, alone on the kerb,
His mood never screamed; Do not disturb.
Ever waiting, with black lips open,
Looking out for passerby’s, men or women.

Hungry forever, he looked for a bite,
Alas, he ate something I write.
For years he stood and gobbled my thoughts.
Zilch as an output for inputs as lots.

No. 201, Archbald street,
“You’ve got mail” the postman bleat.
Drowned in the soup of curiosity,
I ran eagerly to my serendipity.

I stared at the envelope,
With optimism and hope,
*pinch* I couldn’t be dreaming,
Even if I was I wouldn’t try waking.

I finally drew myself to the glue,
Unaware of its origin from where or from who,
I grasped it tightly, a firm hold.
My impatient fingers ripped the fold.

Shell-shocked, I dropped it on the ground,
The sight of the sheet made me drown.
I rubbed my eyes and hastily blinked,
Reality bit me, not a word was inked.

Really loved these words …

Bas Ek Haan Ki Guzarish….

waiting for love by Lucem Bas Ek Haan Ki Guzarish....What is it about love that makes us so stupid? So stupid that we are ready to bear the agonizing pain of being in love…

At the end of the day when the dust settled, i saw her. The profile was like unmistakably hers. Felt a  familiar pain in me, that i thought would never come back to me ever again, yet there i was feeling vulnerable and my feet sinking.

I was waiting for her at Transit food court of Forum Mall, the place busting with people. She walked towards me with a smile…

6th Feb 2009, after contemplating a lot, from morning till evening, through the daily work, i mustered the courage to pick up the phone and talk to her. She greeted me with a hello, that felt so warm and fresh, that it cooled my senses and took out the nervousness in me.We exchanged the usual, ‘How are you?”,”I’m fine” talk, then i knew it was time for me to make the purpose of my call,

I murmured, “Hi, What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Nothing much, why?”

“Hey, if you are not too busy, would you mind meeting for lunch? Have to tell you something…”

“I’m sorry, i cant, promised that i will join my friend for shopping. But i will be done by 3, can we meet in the evening?”

“Oh that will be great. You pick the place, i’m fine with anyplace”

“No, i fixed the time, you pick the place…”, she argued..

“Ok how about Transit at Forum, 3:30 sharp”

“Ok”, she agreed.

And the call ended with the “Buh Byee’s”, from her… Wow i was so elated that, my team mates asked me why i was smiling without a reason. I didn’t had an answer for them.

She was special. The past experience, had left a deep gash in my heart and the way i looked at life. I felt it healing and no longer felt dead at heart. I felt revived and relived. Rest of the day, went by without even me realizing it. She was there in my thoughts, i didn’t know what else to do. I counted the seconds that went by, but didn’t realize them turning into minutes and minutes into hours. I was lost in her thoughts, thinking how i would ever be able to confess to her what i felt.

Before even i realized it was Saturday, 7th Feb 2009, dragged myself out of the bed, to take a peek at the time, 12:30PM. Good, i have slept well past the morning, that means that in another 3 hrs i will meet her. I had effectively reduced the heart-ache by sleeping. Had a quick snack, and made me believe that that’s gonna be my breakfast and lunch. I left home at 2:45, to be sure that i’m well ahead of time and she doesn’t have to wait for me. I was there 10 min before our fixed rendezvous time, got a nice cozy place to sit and started counting the time, with occasional glances to the entrance and the mobile awaiting her call.

I spotted her, entering the place, stood up and waved at her and caught her attention. She walked towards me with a smile and sat across the table. I had ordered my favorite Torpedo Prawns from the SeaFoods Bay outlet, (they serve real good fish ‘n chips and prawns), i slid the plate towards her. She took a bite and smiled. She was telling me some thing about the shopping that she did with her friend, smiling occasionally.

I was lost, the earring dancing to every movement of her head, the pearl pendant that went up and down with every breath of hers, constantly tucking the strand of hair that fell on her face… At the corner of her lips i found solace…

“Hello… Are you listening to what i’m telling you…” snap!!!

“Oh sorry! i didnt expect you to turn up in the first place and more over speak so much. We had hardly met more than a couple of times and …”

“Oh c’mon, you have been a cheerful person, so that gave me the comfort factor, so i’m here… Now tell me why you wanted to meet…”

To be precise, i have no idea what i was telling her. But i did speak for 20 min. The conversation was about telling her that, i’m here for a friend of mine, who was interested in her. Finally when i had beaten around the bush, so much that no more bush was left neither here nor in America, i had to tell her the truth.

“The fact is, its me. I really like you…”

I expected her to say a no, and tell me why it cant work out between me and her. But she smiled. She blushed. It felt warm there. She was silent for a minute or two, making eye contact with me occasionally. Those moments was truly unbelievable, it sank the whole hustle around us, everything was quite for those few moments, we looked at each other and smiled…

There was a bottle of water on the table, in those few minutes, she drank half of that and told me, “No one has ever made me drink so much water in so little time, i’ll give you that credit…”, i didn’t really had anything to tell her, just smiled and stared into those eyes.

I had to ask her eventually, “So what do you think…”

“I knew something of this sort was there, but was hoping that you wont say it….”, she smiled after saying this.

“I’m not asking you to take a decision now, think over it, take you time, let me know. The fact is i like you…”

“I know, but you’re JERRY…”

“What do u mean by that?”

“Nothing, you are JERRY!!! I dont know, i’m confused…”

“Look dear, you dont have to give me an answer soon, take you time and i’ll wait. Don’t worry i can take a NO for an answer. So just think and let me know …”

There was a certain relief on her face. She was still smiling. I wanted to shout, ‘Kudi hasi tho phasi…’, but it just died within me. We continued talking and enjoyed the rest of evening in each other’s company, till she parted to get back home.

Now i’m waiting… for her reply

haan, bas ek haan ki guzarish hai ….”

(pic courtesy of – Lucem @ DevianArt)

Le mariage, C’était Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

I’m not trying to be biased here, but the fact is it was one of the best weddings, yes weddings, i had been to in a long time. Such was the energy and the spirit that was there at the wedding of Sandil and Soumya. Myself and Harsha, we were at Sandy’s place on Sunday morning for the wedding. So here is a question what do you expect the techie groom to do on the day of his wedding?

  1. Start preparing for his big day
  2. feel tensed and go ‘pooopkeepsie
  3. Sleep
  4. Play counter-strike
  5. Blog
  6. Take a call from office

Well think no more, he started playing Counter-Strike. I got him the 32_aztecworld, fight-yard map and he was all into playing that at one point he turned to both of us and said – “Dude any day i’m ready to play Counter-Strike, and not get married!!”

That was all that we saw about the ‘chill dude’ for the next 2 days. By the time it was 3Pm, 3:30 was the Christian wedding, our dude of the day had already started sweating and was looking a bit tensed He kept his cool through the wedding-part-1 and was done with the whole ceremony. The bride and groom parted for the day, to meet again for wedding-part-2 at the temple, the next day.

wedding 1 Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Interestingly when we reached home, i was parking his car, the security guy comes up to me and asks – “Sir, shaadi keliye gaya, aur ladki leke nahi aaya?” (“He went for his wedding, but he didnt bring the bride along”). It took me quite sometime to explain it to the watchman that they were having 2 weddings.. icon biggrin Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Now there are certain scenarios for which social networking sites arent really built to handle. Just like the one Sandy had, after the first day’s wedding, he came back and updates his Orkut status as – Married. But he really was looking for something like – Semi-Married / 50%Married / Married 1/2 – kind of status. Orkut Büyükkökten, are you listening.

The next day, Wedding Part 2, i get up at 6AM to find our groom up and doing something on his laptop. I wish him a ‘Good Morning’ and in comes an “ah ‘morning”, as reply. I step in closer and i wasn’t expecting what i saw – he was playing 32_aztecworld at 6 in the morning. He was stressed to the karmic senses, i guess. Finally we were all ready and out of his place and at the temple at 7:30AM. After breakfast, lunch and a marathon of a wedding, we all reach back at Sandy’s place with Soumya.

wedding 2 Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Things didn’t quite get over for that poor chap.

Once he reached his home with Soumya, his cousins had barred the door from outside and his aunts barred the door from inside and demanded money to let them in. He shelled out 2.5k there. No it wasn’t quite over, after that Soumya’s cousins demanded ransom to let her go. There goes 2.5k again. No it didn’t quite get over. His uncle, aunts and cousins locked his room and demanded more money. The negotiations went on for 2 hrs, at the end, again he had to shell out 5k to get the keys.

In the end it was one fun filled wedding and a perfect one too… Wishing them all the happiness…

(Photo Courtesy : Esha – Sandy’s cousin)

P.S. – Harsha – is a common friend of Sandy and me. He came from Hyderabad to Bangalore for Sandy’s wedding. He is a techie, who left his job to pursue his interest in photography. More of his works can be seen at – The Brain Chimney. Infact i’m waiting for Harsha’s 6GB of snaps he took for the wedding. He made the professional photographers make a run for their money, with his photographic techniques. icon biggrin Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Kalia Mansion

alljunaki and his roommates comes up with this awesome video.

The Making of Kalia[our dog] Mansion @ the Adams family.

It all started with We cleaning our house on a Sunday and decided to cleanup old rags, Oh wait, let give it to our Kalia[our dog]. Remember he has sleepless night because its very cold during the nights.. hmm hmm exactly.. May be that will stop him from pulling our clothes hanged in the terrace for drying icon biggrin Kalia Mansion

Creators: Pravin, Rajiv http://twitter.com/raveathon
Sound: Abi http://twitter.com/allajunaki
Cameraman: Jimmy
http://twitter.com/godsown

Here is the video –

awesome …