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A false alarm

It seems Ajay is the only one from our batch to be selected for the Data Archiving project. All my colleagues tried frantically to be relieved from it; it's too mundane, they would say. I didn't have any such reservations and remain inert to the flurry of unfolding events. Anish suggested I personally call up the PM to apply for the project. I didn't want to look too desperate(I still have some pride left!)...and that kept me from heeding.
So I'll remain cozily harbored in my office alcove, at least for some more time!

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Anonymous said…
Hey Deep!
Thanks for stopping by at my space. Like your page too!!

Keep blogging..

-Jahnvee
Saturday, October 15, 2005 3:42:00 AM
Anonymous said…
:) I have forgotten most of my French. Besides what I've written isn't beyond comprehension...a english/french dictionary might help though!

Bon chance avec francais!

-Jahnvee
Saturday, October 15, 2005 10:50:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
Jahnvee, I was hoping you would be my cyber mentor during my tenure as a student of the French language! I'm still counting on you!

Au Revoir
Saturday, October 15, 2005 5:00:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Bonjour!

Haha I'm flattered :)
I'm not a french student anymore. That was 4 years ago!! I honestly don't know much french..I can still read it but I've forgotten most of the grammar. It's tough when you lose your touch with a language. I won't be much help if atall any but I wish you all the best with it. It's an awesome language! I still love to hear it when people talk in french :)

-Jahnvee
Sunday, October 16, 2005 2:15:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
Yeah, French sounds fashionable even when used in an abusive manner!
Sunday, October 16, 2005 5:48:00 AM
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