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My corporate bank account in HDFC Bank has finally opened!
It took me a herculean effort.
I'm yet to receive the kit.

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Sebastian said…
Congratulations. Are you sure the spelt your name correctly.

BTW how did you like the O2 XDA IIs
Thursday, August 18, 2005 10:36:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
Out of the world!
Mind-blowing!
When r u buying it?
Man, does TTIL, Jampot do any work in Java or non-SAP technologies?
Thursday, August 18, 2005 12:10:00 PM
Sebastian said…
I could buy a laptop for that price but this would have more snob value. I will buy when i have the cash to waste.

Dont go to TTL
Thursday, August 18, 2005 12:31:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Still, I would like u 2 do some research on TTIL, Jampot.
Thursday, August 18, 2005 12:37:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
I still can't stand SAP.
Thursday, August 18, 2005 12:37:00 PM
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