I can't say goodbye to you Indi...

6 years back I was a terrified boy who stood outside Bluefrog Delhi while being unusure of what to expect in a blogger meet...something totally unheard of for me... that was April 2013. One meet turned to another which develeoped a chain of events which went on and on and on..

Those Indimeets were my refuge where I learned a lot, met new friends in every meet , my secret dark corner where I could write my heart out while keeping the identity of my blog hidden from family and relatives. None came to know that I wrote, something which I really wanted. Developed a crazy bunch of delhi regulars who were the most exited to be there and one crazy nut who used to come all the way from Dehradun for the few hours and then head back.. Just for Indi.

Each and every moment spent in every meet became so special that all my attended writeups carried each and every second of it..to the smallest detail I could remember. The memories are immense – that number call, the product event, that celeb meetup...and the Hurr Hurr. I still remember the Thank you post I had written years back for all the people I made friends through Indi events and the core team as well. The friends have been more than family for me while the core team has remained one of my biggest strength over the years- pitching in with help and advice whenever I felt quitting all in real life.. Who would have thought that those moments would get etched forever in the sands of time for me.

Indi made me the person I am today- the only “blogger” in my childhood circle, the person who can write on quite regular intervals..something only we bloggers can understand the effort it takes when it comes to maintain a blog over the years. Times had changed over the years in the blogging sphere and we knew how brands viewed blogging as now when there are so much cheaper mediums for them.

Being a blogger and associating with Indi has always felt like playing the real test cricket in the era of 20-20. Only you knew the joy you got. Its said that you dont really realise that when its the last time you are meeting some people...the last time was at BNLF Dehradun... the place where we all travelled from all the corners of the country.. We were thinking of the next BNLF somewhere in the north east but sadly that was not to be...

Yesterday when I shared the news with few...to say that we are all devastated would be an understatement.. The heart just refuses to believe and accept the reality...

I again feel like the terrified, unsure boy 6 years back ...once again....not sure of what to do.......the heart is heavy and the eyes have swelled up even as I write each and every word in this post..... and how much I try I cant say goodbye to you..

There are no Late goodbyes........