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India Today, Yahoo! India News & NewsGator

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Few would contest the view that India Today is India's most popular and best weekly newsmagazine. I've been a devotee since childhood but discontinued being its patron since long -when my interests swayed towards the more esoteric.

I was pleasantly surprised today to discover its online avatar going free (it was a paid service formerly). What's more, they've even got an eMagazine - an online facsimile of its ubiquitous print magazine.

 

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Yahoo! India News has recently had a much-needed facelift and is now in tune with its international counterpart, the most popular web-based news source in the world. I'm consequently switching to the desi version as my main news source - its blend of Indian and international coverage is just what the doctor ordered!

 

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NewsGator has generated a lot of buzz recently since making all its RSS desktop and online clients free. The major problem, as I see it, is its lack of support for synchronization with Google Reader - a real dampener.

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