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The extensions

I've added so many extensions to my Mozilla Firefox browser, it's literally unrecognizable! It's amazing how modular a browser can be, allowing users to fit-in only those pieces that they need to help fine-tune it. All the things I could have hoped for in a browser are available via extensions. My only gripe is that the industry still builds sites keeping only IE in mind. Thankfully, the archaic mindset is changing. Even Yahoo! Videos are now Firefox compliant.

Addendum: I've just learnt that tabbed-browsing in Firefox supports drag-&-drop! Let's see IE doing that!

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Anonymous said…
Is this another of ur gimmick to be at the receiving end of samirized comments???
Monday, March 06, 2006 11:49:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
A gimmick? Nope!
But I'm enamored by Firefox in spite of its flaws.
Monday, March 06, 2006 12:04:00 PM
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