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Corporate Minions...

...that's what we'll become. Aren't IT firms overglorified pseudo-intellectual sweatshops? Is this a justifiable culmination of so much erudition? I feel disillusioned. Whatever happened to the perfect world I was promised?

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Sebastian said…
So Porn redirection or was it just a horny machine
Sebastian said…
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Sebastian said…
So Porn redirection or was it just a horny machine
Vivek said…
Deep this is Vivek. Our posting has been confirmed for Bangalore. Mw n Sid will be staying together. We're looking for somebody to stay with us. If your posting in Bangalore is confirmed & if u wanna stay with us, kindly get in touch with me at 06572270674 / 09835123651
nin said…
Its not so surprising Deepanjan. Being one of the most corrupted country like India...everything is possible.See you.
Deepanjan said…
Sabu, it was a horny machine. Imagine what would have happened if the redirection had been universal. I would rechristen my site A Star is Porn!
Deepanjan said…
Yo Viv, Thanks 4 the very tempting offer! I had already asked Ritesh (deep cruise) to look for a place and he is already on the hunt. It would be unethical for me to forsake him now. I hope you understand. Please look for others & if anyone replies in the affirmative, take him in. However, if I'm unable 2 find a place and if you r still in search for a roommate, I would love to move in.
Please don't let me keep you waiting! Thanks once again for considering me.

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