No more tags please

Lately too many people have asked me to reveal myself. You know the name thing, who you are, what you do and things to that effect. I even got tagged for that picture tag that is going around (which I politely refused of course). Isn't it quite obvious that had I been remotely interested in going public I would have blogged under my real name? The mere fact that I don't have my name out there suggests that I am quite happy at maintaining my anonymity. Although with all the information I have poured into my blog over the past year or so, it might not be an impossibility to piece together my identity. But still I try my hardest to remain faceless. And so, let's just give it a rest, shall we?
Now I got this tag a while back from Brown Magic which I've been putting off for too long. So let's say we didn't have this issue of anonymity here. Here's my list of six bloggers that I have come to know through blogging that I would really be interested in meeting someday.

Priya: The one blogger I can relate to completely and feel like I can talk to forever. Where would we meet? Calcutta of course. In some place where we could talk for ages. Like the old Flury's they had on Park Street. Now most of my memories of Cal are old and faded and I know nothing of all the trendy new places and hangouts they have these days. But Flury's had such an old world charm about it, with the servers in starched white uniforms who seemed like they had stepped out of some colonial play. And who would let you sit and chat for hours over a glass of cold coffee (no lattes and capuccinos then) without once telling you to pay the bill and leave. Yes, that would be just perfect.

Rimi: One of the earliest blogs I started reading. Her zest for life, youth and wonderful style of writing kept me going back for more. Yes, I would definitely want to meet her. And most definitely over some wonderful hot chocolate fudge vanilla and raspberry torte icecream in a waffle cone with a cherry on top. Most definitely a cherry on top. And we'll throw in some brownies too. Or may be some of that delicious mishti that she seems to have mastered the art of.

J.A.P: Because I am curious. And I owe him one. So may be we could go to the coffee house for some infusion?

Rohan: One of my earliest inspirations for blogging. Sensitive, sensible, Mr Nice Guy. We'd meet in Calcutta again and go all over town. Just so I can prove to him how much nicer it is than Delhi :)

DD: Just 'cause I really like his honest blog. He reminds me so much of my brother. And he's into classical music which I am in awe of. So we'd meet at one of his concerts after he has wowed the audience with a rendition of Yaman Kalyan.

Sagnik: Yet again one of the first blogs I read and absolutely loved. Funny, witty Sagnik. To see if he is for real. Where? I have no idea. He can choose as long as he shows me how he comes up with the funniest things to write about. Oh, and may be after he gives me a ride in his shiny new car.

Yay, I'm done with the tag. No more tagging. I just refuse to do any more tags. Because tags are somewhat like those silly chain mails that we get that either promise you a million dollars or your wish come true if you can forward it to ten people, or threaten to maim, harm or kill you or your loved one unless it gets passed on. And I refuse to comply with either.

And just for the record I don't enjoy doing tags.