Strangers in a metro
Normally in every tweetup that follows the pioneer tweetup, you will find two co-existing events. One; a tweetup for the freshers. Two; another meetup for the pros. To add some perspective, freshers be like, “Hi, I am Manoj aka @mildwave.” And pros be like, “continuing from where we left, in season 13……”
Yes, you figured it right. No, I am not a meetup member. This was probably my first tweetup if you don’t count a group of two or three members as a tweetup, coz then I have been in a lot of them. My brother is on twitter, my cousins are on twitter… and we meet up you see.. for chai nashta.. khana..
Last week (read as of sunday, 15th may) I saw a tweet about the #WABMetroTweetup and blindly filled it up. I won’t deny the reason I even opened it was because I have a station five minutes from where I live. The concept was hazy at first, c
onsidering we could board at any station of our choice. Turned out, we were to meet at one end of the line and would together travel to the other end and then disembark at our respective destinations in the way back. One could say, it has flaws or redundancies or whatever, but I thought it made sense. I joined the
gang at the Vijaynagar station. Finding them was easy, they were on the last compartment and they were live tweeting! Yes, @wearebangalore was now live tweeting, giving a station by station report and of course, if you knew other tweeps attending, they were busy posting the live action as well.
We took a break the Mysore road station for about half an hour while a couple more tweeps joined us and then the party headed back to Byapanahalli to part ways at various stations enroute.
No, I am not giving a detailed description about what happened. You missed the fun by missing the tweetup. But to highlight, among other things, we learnt to spell our respective names through sign language, courtesy Jeroz and we made a lot of selfies.
All said and done, these tweetups are like merely an exchange of visiting cards. The actual conversations are yet to start.
Until next time.
One Response to “Strangers in a metro”
It was a fun day isn’t it? And you said – your handle is your identity 🙂 Good one Manoj. Good to meet you!