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Why are people so crazy about Orkut? I hardly find it alluring. People login just to enter crap scraps, say hi to random guys, forcefully add them as friends and read through their messages. That's hardly appealing to me.

If social networking is the big idea here, why not try MySpace and Yahoo! 360?

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saurabh said…
mind sharing the details abt 360, etc, etc so that lesser mortals like me can make an intelligent decision?
Monday, June 12, 2006 7:06:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
360 is Yahoo's foray into social networking, heavily skewed towards blogging. It's basically a service that allows like-minded individuals to reach out to each other and exchange messages, photos, links, etc. All this revolves around the blogging service.

Because of its tight structure, it's easy to win a handful of loyal readers for your blog. The number of comments you get is also ralatively high.
Monday, June 12, 2006 7:14:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Abey desolate, secluded recluse tere ko orkut ka koi zaroorat hi nahi hai, then why bother about whether it's alluring or not.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006 8:48:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
I loathe small talk. It's meant for the lesser folks!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006 9:12:00 AM
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