This was my first real gb meet. I had been to movie festival, been at vigil, attended an earlier meet so I already knew few fellas and had quite an idea of what a gb meet would be. I had read so many flowery reports of parties and meets which made faintly remember a fable (probably by Aesop) about a stag with one antler, who could hear voices from God. Well but after seeing so comfortable a group, even I couldnt resist to give such a report.

I was still a bit apprehensive about the meet may be because it was at someones residence. Earlier I had told someone about where I would be so atleast someone knows about my whereabouts in case of emergency. But this time being at a private residence I couldnot tell anyone, but having known so good people earlier, was assured of safety. Even an idea of carrying a 'Pepper Spary' had come to my mind, thank God I didnt not waste money on that, It would have been a waste.

I'm so comfortable with the group, its quite clear from the number of mails I write. But there are some things beyond mails. Meeting so many real life queer people is totally a different experience, it has washed away all the annoying things i had in my mind about gays. We are so normal that except for sexual preferences and some unique problems thereof there is hardly any difference in our lifestyles compared to hetrosexual world, all routine things you see in the straight world all happen here too. There are family-friends get together always happening in our lives and a gb meet is no different, a get together of friends who share some common interests.

Apart from what Binay described there were many little things that touched my heart and which I would have never experienced had I not been at meet. Some one received beautiful flowers from his lover in far off land thro friends. It was such a romantic thing, even I was affected. I couldnt help noticing happiness and slight loneliness grief in the eyes of that person. Some one was very happily, showing his and his bfs snaps, which gave such a good feeling for me. Today I know some happy couples and oh God it makes me so nostalgic. I even earlier had same feelings, when a female friend of mine sent 10 different greetings for her husband in gulf for his birthday. Then theres my cousin who very proudly shows his recent family pics everytime I meet him. And its not only about lovers. Some friends dicussing some really serious personal problems just as the way I do with my straight friends. Someone was fondling with someones hair on head.. I do that all the time with my close straight friends.. without having anything in my mind, of course. Someone was hugging all close friends as he left, all my straight friends do that. All these small things give so much pleasure and I would have really missed them all had I not been at meet and more importantly I would have never known such things also did exist in our world as well. I love to be at gb.

p.s. I've trespassed in lives of some people, but even I am affected by things going on around me and I have written what happenend in my life and these small things happen to be good time of my life too.