Skip to main content

An Interim Notice

I have a lot 2 write, but little time to spare. I'll probably post the backlogs on the 23rd.

Comments

Vivek said…
Heard you are buying a Samsung D-500. Couldn't believe my ears!
Thursday, July 21, 2005 10:23:00 AM
Sebastian said…
Dipsi buying a Samsung D-500
Thursday, July 21, 2005 12:56:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Yup, I'm contemplating on those lines! Sending high resolution pics to my blog is the primary motive.But I may have a change of heart and settle for a more vanilla handset. Folks, I'm hard pressed for time. I hope to make some entries on the 23rd. I already feel orphaned without it.
Thursday, July 21, 2005 5:34:00 PM
Anonymous said…
What is a Samsung D-500? What's the big deal in buying it?
Thursday, July 21, 2005 6:46:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Vivek, you are a blogger???? When did this wacky idea strike???? Well, I guess this means that Anon need not haunt Dipshit alone.
Thursday, July 21, 2005 6:56:00 PM
Anonymous said…
OK OK Rob. I am just joking.
Thursday, July 21, 2005 7:03:00 PM
Vivek said…
No probs Sam, any comments are welcome. The D-500 is the top of the line cell from Samsung. 96MB memory, MP3, 1.3 MP Camera ....... the works. Costs a bomb too ..... 17000 big ones.
Friday, July 22, 2005 6:57:00 AM
Sebastian said…
How come you always run into girls from the North East?

Do not buy a Motorola.
Monday, July 25, 2005 10:27:00 AM
Sebastian said…
"Gotcha!"
You becoming a cool dude in banglore
Monday, July 25, 2005 12:36:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Nope! That's a fallout of my Pune days. Man, Pune was a lot better than Bangalore. I dearly wish to switch to your city (originally mine) in a year or two.
Monday, July 25, 2005 1:05:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
BTW, the NE enigma is easy to solve. The terminal stations were Guwahati & Bangalore.
Monday, July 25, 2005 1:34:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Bought my first mobile phone (Nokia 6681). My number is: 9886991714
Wednesday, July 27, 2005 11:55:00 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The year that was

I'm wearing a rather striking shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and make me too conscious of myself. Checkered in red, grey, black and maroon, I've excused myself into donning it and looking silly for two reasons. It's Friday and…more importantly, the last working day of the year. Tailored half-a-year back, I never had the courage to wear it, not until today. It's that time of the year when it's time to reflect on the events that transpired. Last year ended on the worst possible note. Dad had expired and I was numb with shock. The repercussions rippled halfway thought this year. Things were so abysmal initially that I had lost the will to live. Acrid in everything I did, I was immensely angered by time phlegmatically flowing through its cadence. It was as if Dad meant nothing to anybody. What right did people have to live the way they always had when Dad was no more? Why was much of the world still ...
61 comments
Read more

The sting operation

There was a guy in school named Subroto Giri, who, we all agreed, was the world's most accident prone person. All the world's ill luck would strike him first before affecting others. We sympathized with him, though we couldn't help occasionally taking a dig at the poor guy. I guess Murphy's law of averages has finally caught up with me. It's now my turn to be the butt of the jokes of my acquaintances. I went to HDFC Bank to sort 2 issues. One was sorted, the other had to wait. It was during my trudge back to my office that I made the mistake of putting my left hand into a hip pocket. Unknown to me, a bee had conveniently lodged itself there. No sooner had I made the intrusion than the bee stung me! My thumb, to be more precise. It felt like my thumb had been amputated. I did the obvious and withdrew my hand with a jerk, not knowing what had hit me. Getting a semblance of what had just happened, I realized to my consternation that the sucker could still be 'in...
18 comments
Read more