Three months back I had decided to go to Madurai for a wedding on September 9 and 10. But on the 6th, I decided to drop that trip and attend the BlogCamp instead. After spending two days there, I realised that very little differentiates a BlogCamp from a wedding.
Goodies for visitors
Had I gone to the marriage in Madurai, I would have got a coconut, a betel leaf, a lemon, some areca nut in a polythene bag. At the BlogCamp I got a black bag (that had Yahoo written all over it), a Zoho writing pad, a Sulekha India Smiles book, a blue Fuente Systems mug, and a black Fashion IQ T-shirt. Had I known, I would have not booked my tickets at all.
The single biggest reason why all marriage halls are crowded is that it’s how everybody takes revenge. “Wasn’t he the guy who ate all the rice at my wedding? Let me do the same now, at his son’s wedding!” Same happened with me at the BlogCamp. I hogged well on both days…which was one of the reasons why I didn’t participate much.
The old and the young
At the conference, the seniors had congregated in the auditorium discussing strategies, vision and concepts, while the young ones were closeted in the conference hall upstairs engaging in hands-on experiences. Don’t the marriages also have a set of old relatives who try to match pairs and a set of young cousins who have all the fun?
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While a few like me walk into a marriage without gifts, most walk into marriages with a gift-wrapped in shiny paper. If I were to make a comparison…almost everybody who walked into the conference had something or the other on hand which they thought was their gift to the blogging community – a brand to promote, a url to popularise or a presentation to deliver.
After most marriages, the girl’s parents are a relieved couple. No issues. Everything went on smoothly…and I am sure Kiruba and his team of volunteers would have felt the same at 7 p.m. on Sunday.