For the uninitiated DBM is an acronym for Delhi Blogger’s meet its not Data Base Management ok, my engineering friends. On 29th Jan DBM was supposed to kick off at CP walla CCD ie Café Coffee Day (…not charge coupled diode) and I was suckered to be the first one to arrive. I could see old geysers having a cuppa, prospective couples, people fiddling with their mobiles and some isolated blogger thinking where the hell everybody is. Everybody meant pseudonyms coz I’m new to the crew I knew no faces and names. There should be a ruling against people signing incognito I’ll tell you why: If I sign as Tyler Durden on my blog there might be an impression in your subconscious and you might come expecting a Brad Pitt look-alike. Let’s forget appearance for a second I think it’s already an overrated virtue. Around two years back I had a blog on live journal and I signed as “Daaku Gabbar”(….really it’s true) suppose I hadn’t junked that blog then what a surprise it would have been.
By the time clock struck 4:30 I had finished coffee and surprisingly I was printed Mr. Nayak on bill. Now Mr Nayak i.e me was pissed and looking at his mobile to call the moderator but she is already on her way …. wait there somebody on the door, no he is a pony tailed fella, looks clean can’t be a blogger. There is someone behind him, he is carrying a camera on his shoulder. Sorry boss, wrong address no photo shoots here bloggers are nocturnal buggers… don’t make great models. Now there’s this quiet dude, the other is scratching his head, earlier he was doing rounds outside. Now there are five people coming close shaking hands. So I am at the right address these are Dilli Blogger-Motley Crew (……..cathartic feeling sinks).
I meet Kreeti, Snigdha, Amit, Sanjukta, Sanjay, Asheeth etc….or should I address them as Maam and Sir….maybe I should I’m the youngest here. The upper storey was under renovation; with drills and hammer playing carousal a quick consensus for COSTA was passed…yes bloggers are a democratic species. COSTA boasts of generous serving and comfy sofas- an Italian Coffee experience that’s there tag line. The coffee was better than what I used to brew in Chemistry lab often in lieu of marks in internals. Still my professors swear by it.
People have got coffee tumblers and started the “Chai-vaarta”. I was posed with the first question. Question which I field most of the time “Tell me, wassup really I haven’t seen your blog". My reply “Yes, Sir I haven’t seen yours either”. Our first agenda i.e blogs as an advertising medium. I compromised my stand and was made to tilt my opinion in favor that too by an ex-blogger who despite a staccato accent was an advertising guru himself. Ok guys, from next week I’ll feature ads for homemade “vaada-pao” on my blog I know I can’t make money like this but at least I can expect Delhi Bloggers to book orders for marriage and kittie parties. (…I know you won’t let me down).
The evening was turning to night and still no sign of the mythic “Twilight Fairy” some tell me she appears after dark. I don’t mind, our tumblers are empty and we are running short of engrossing agendas. Mr. Sanjay has captured eight lost souls on camera and is busy brewing his own agenda with Mr. Nikon.
We are joined by Nikhil Pahwa and his buddy. He introduces himself as a blogger and is friends with Jai Arjun Singh of Jabberwocky fame. He is growing hair, aspires to have rockstar like trendy tresses. He explains to me why Mr Jai Arjun reads so much? (…….its his job dumbass, what are book reviewers supposed to do)
Dr Madhulika, the blog meets official observer is wondering about her appointments and the cavities that need to be fixed ……oh damn these bloggers have great teeth (..congenial smiles all around)
COSTA is getting empty, the hip hop crowd next to ours has left, no sign of Twilight Fairy. The a.c is finally working, its display reads 15 Celsius but its still hot maybe the a.c is Indian not Italian. There is another serious onlooker of our conversation Mr. Swagat, who had probably come expecting a debate. But we are bloggers: rambler we don’t debate Barkha Dutt debates. Moreover if “Big fight” equals debates then “DBM” equals Great Indian Comedy Show.
Sun’s down its evening Twilight Fairy appears, she happens to be a long lost friend of a fellow blogger ……hugs, hughes and heartfelt cheers! At least DBM has networked two friends. More discussion on varying topics like R.T.I act, NGO startups..etc follow. Its 8:00 clock DBM concludes. Its time for me to shut up and leave.
P.S: “A very stereotyped person is the poor engineer”--- just like the author, who inspite his sarcastic self enjoyed being at DBM and thanks all bloggers.
By the time clock struck 4:30 I had finished coffee and surprisingly I was printed Mr. Nayak on bill. Now Mr Nayak i.e me was pissed and looking at his mobile to call the moderator but she is already on her way …. wait there somebody on the door, no he is a pony tailed fella, looks clean can’t be a blogger. There is someone behind him, he is carrying a camera on his shoulder. Sorry boss, wrong address no photo shoots here bloggers are nocturnal buggers… don’t make great models. Now there’s this quiet dude, the other is scratching his head, earlier he was doing rounds outside. Now there are five people coming close shaking hands. So I am at the right address these are Dilli Blogger-Motley Crew (……..cathartic feeling sinks).
I meet Kreeti, Snigdha, Amit, Sanjukta, Sanjay, Asheeth etc….or should I address them as Maam and Sir….maybe I should I’m the youngest here. The upper storey was under renovation; with drills and hammer playing carousal a quick consensus for COSTA was passed…yes bloggers are a democratic species. COSTA boasts of generous serving and comfy sofas- an Italian Coffee experience that’s there tag line. The coffee was better than what I used to brew in Chemistry lab often in lieu of marks in internals. Still my professors swear by it.
People have got coffee tumblers and started the “Chai-vaarta”. I was posed with the first question. Question which I field most of the time “Tell me, wassup really I haven’t seen your blog". My reply “Yes, Sir I haven’t seen yours either”. Our first agenda i.e blogs as an advertising medium. I compromised my stand and was made to tilt my opinion in favor that too by an ex-blogger who despite a staccato accent was an advertising guru himself. Ok guys, from next week I’ll feature ads for homemade “vaada-pao” on my blog I know I can’t make money like this but at least I can expect Delhi Bloggers to book orders for marriage and kittie parties. (…I know you won’t let me down).
The evening was turning to night and still no sign of the mythic “Twilight Fairy” some tell me she appears after dark. I don’t mind, our tumblers are empty and we are running short of engrossing agendas. Mr. Sanjay has captured eight lost souls on camera and is busy brewing his own agenda with Mr. Nikon.
We are joined by Nikhil Pahwa and his buddy. He introduces himself as a blogger and is friends with Jai Arjun Singh of Jabberwocky fame. He is growing hair, aspires to have rockstar like trendy tresses. He explains to me why Mr Jai Arjun reads so much? (…….its his job dumbass, what are book reviewers supposed to do)
Dr Madhulika, the blog meets official observer is wondering about her appointments and the cavities that need to be fixed ……oh damn these bloggers have great teeth (..congenial smiles all around)
COSTA is getting empty, the hip hop crowd next to ours has left, no sign of Twilight Fairy. The a.c is finally working, its display reads 15 Celsius but its still hot maybe the a.c is Indian not Italian. There is another serious onlooker of our conversation Mr. Swagat, who had probably come expecting a debate. But we are bloggers: rambler we don’t debate Barkha Dutt debates. Moreover if “Big fight” equals debates then “DBM” equals Great Indian Comedy Show.
Sun’s down its evening Twilight Fairy appears, she happens to be a long lost friend of a fellow blogger ……hugs, hughes and heartfelt cheers! At least DBM has networked two friends. More discussion on varying topics like R.T.I act, NGO startups..etc follow. Its 8:00 clock DBM concludes. Its time for me to shut up and leave.
P.S: “A very stereotyped person is the poor engineer”--- just like the author, who inspite his sarcastic self enjoyed being at DBM and thanks all bloggers.
9 comments:
oh well.. I was supposed to get there at that time.. so I did :)..
BTW you were going to call the moderator? Dont remember giving my number to anyone!
sorry, i thought Sanjukta was the moderator, really didn't know that earlier, was going to call her. I know this sounds dumb.
Nice write up dude...of course Her Highness Twilight Fairy is not only moderator but also the owner of the group...why else do you think she is so mythical... :-)
:o) Good write up dude.
and if DBM's could really become a laughter show, imagine how much more fun it'd be...
and yeah! it was great to have a lot many new faces around this time.
very nicely written description. Atlast I got to know how this DBM went.
Cool :)
Too bad I missed that one. Wasn't in the city. Chalk me up for the next one though.
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Hi Mayank,
Nikhil told me about the "its his job dumbass, what are book reviewers supposed to do" bit and I gently rapped him on the knuckles about that. Writing book reviews has never actually been part of my job description, it's something that I do over and above my paycheque-earning work. I like articulating what I feel about a book/film and being a feature journo gives me the option of writing it out professionally as well, as a review.
Also, even now, at least 50-60 percent of my reading is of the non-reviewing sort - old books etc.
Jai
Greetings Jabberwock, I don't know if you are paid or not but i follow your blog for reviews and associated stuff. I think you are good at it.
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