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Alluring, isn't it? I fell for it exactly a week ago and supplied my mobile id, got the confirmation code, fed it, got final confirmation and waited eagerly for Breaking News.

No news has been 'broken' till now. I guess it was just a ploy to collect mobile numbers to be spammed with junk messages and advertisements in the future.

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Andy said…
Hi Deepanjan,

Guess u r in Accenture, checked it in orkut, I am also in Accenture, but in the CCS wing, I regularly keep reading ur posts, pretty cool stuff, btw, u in Bang 2,3 or 4 ?
Wednesday, June 07, 2006 6:18:00 PM
Vivek said…
Admit it Deep, you're a sucker for freebies :-)
Thursday, June 08, 2006 4:49:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
Welcome, Andy! I'm in B4.

Viv, we all are!
Thursday, June 08, 2006 5:04:00 AM
Andy said…
I am in Acc from the last 26 months now ! the welcome to you is from my side !!! ;-)
Thursday, June 08, 2006 11:31:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
I feel doubly honored!
Thnx!

And the welcome to you is from my blog!
Thursday, June 08, 2006 11:48:00 AM
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