Who is the geekiest of them all?
BM calls yesternight to have a chat.
BM: So how's married life treating you?
Me: Nothing's changed.
BM: People are asking me whats news from the married woman. What am I supposed to say?
Me: I don't know. That I am 3 months pregnant?
BM: Oh shut up. You must be doing something different, something interesting.
Me: Nothing different. I am doing a lot of interesting stuff though. But that I always did na.
BM: Okay dudette, its high time we had a chat about the stuff you do or rather, the stuff you put up on blog.
BM: Remember this. I said nothing when you were killing hamsters for a living and working on Matrix-type Excel workbooks.
Me: I did NOT kill hamsters for a living. I was forecasting sales for a life-saving drug.
BM: Same thing. Isn't the drug made from hamsters? Anyways, thats besides the point.
Me: So what is the point?
BM: And remember this too. I kept quiet throughout your Tolkien phase.
Me: My what phase?
BM: Tolkien phase. Maybe you forgot the time in college when you used to talk to everyone in the language that Tolkien invented. Some of us still remember.
Me: Okay, whatever.
BM: But atleast you didn't write in that language and put it on your blog.
Me: So what did I do now?
BM: Indian Railways. You did a post on Indian Railways!
BM: Don't you get it? There are only two kinds of people who write about Indian Railways!
Me: Please do enlighten me on these two types of people.
BM: Type A - the retired government servant who sits in the verandah of his house doing Hindu crosswords and keeps writing letters to the Editor. If he had a blog, he would write about Indian Railways.
Me: Thats not bad actually. I could sit in the verandah and solve Hindu crosswords for the rest of my life. It sounds pretty cool dudette.
BM: But you, my dear, are not a retired government servant. So that leaves Type B.
Me: Which is?
BM: Do I have to say it? The only other people I know who read Indian Railways timetables are my Dad and Bill.
BM: Don't you see? My Dad and Bill!
Me: What about them?
BM: They are both certified Geeks. That's what's common. You know what people call them? Geek Gods!
Me: Mmm. Now if only Bill was a Greek God, I would be happier. But then, only Linus has the distinction of being both a Geek God and a Greek God.
BM: See, see, you come up with absolutely useless trivia. Who cares if there's a Greek God called Linus?
Me: Dudette, what's your point?
BM: Here, let me spell it out. You are a G-E-E-K. End of story.
Me: Balderdash. Scores of people write about Indian Railways. Thay are not geeks.
BM: Oh yeah? Show me one.
Me: There's this Ludwig guy for one.
BM: Yeah? And how exactly do you know he is not a geek?
Me: Maybe I don't. But that's besides the point. All I know is I am not a geek. I don't know anything about gadgets. So there.
BM: There are different kinds of geeks, you know.
Me: Oh yeah? Are you doing a PhD on the types of geeks or what?
BM: No dudette. I just want to help you here. And tell you that even if you like reading railway timetables, it might be better not to put it on your blog.
Me: No one thinks I am geek because of this post okay?
BM: Oh really?
Me: Yeah and I think now I have figured this out. This is not about me, its about you. You are the geek and you are trying to convince yourself that you are not. So you are making me a geek.
Me: Yeah, you are the uncool one. The geeky one. I don't worship the land Linus walks on. Neither do I spend my mornings reading everything on Slashdot.
BM: Yeah right. So you are all this cool, non-geek now.
Me: Ofcourse I am.
And so it went. And what did you think night time minutes were for?