Skip to main content

Undoing some damage

I've been busy today collating phone numbers of my contacts. Reconstructing the entire list may not be required, but some vital numbers may have been lost permanently. I need some leads...urgently.

I'll use Yahoo! Address Book as a backup from now on. But I feel synchronizing the numbers each time won't be a trivial task.

Manilal has tentatively got a new job. Santosh may be left to fend for himself in his old dwelling for the time being.
Labels:

Comments

saurabh said…
i had backed my address list from 3230 as wab. it was easy to restore all the addresses in the new k550i.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007 9:23:00 AM
Deepanjan said…
How did you do the backup?
Wednesday, June 20, 2007 4:02:00 PM
saurabh said…
PC Suite has the option of sync up. U can put Outlook's and ur mobile's address in each other. Its a good idea to do it at least once, if not on a regular basis.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007 4:22:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Ah, I should have thought so! I wish we could find something on the web to accomplish this task. Would have been very handy and portable.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007 4:51:00 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

This is what Bertrand Russell said about religion...

Religion is based, I think, primarily and mainly upon fear. It is partly the terror of the unknown and partly, as I have said, the wish to feel that you have a kind of elder brother who will stand by you in all your troubles and disputes. ... A good world needs knowledge, kindliness, and courage; it does not need a regretful hankering after the past or a fettering of the free intelligence by the words uttered long ago by ignorant men.
6 comments
Read more

The year that was

I'm wearing a rather striking shirt, one that makes me feel like a clown fooling around in a graveyard. Roving eyes latch on to me and make me too conscious of myself. Checkered in red, grey, black and maroon, I've excused myself into donning it and looking silly for two reasons. It's Friday and…more importantly, the last working day of the year. Tailored half-a-year back, I never had the courage to wear it, not until today. It's that time of the year when it's time to reflect on the events that transpired. Last year ended on the worst possible note. Dad had expired and I was numb with shock. The repercussions rippled halfway thought this year. Things were so abysmal initially that I had lost the will to live. Acrid in everything I did, I was immensely angered by time phlegmatically flowing through its cadence. It was as if Dad meant nothing to anybody. What right did people have to live the way they always had when Dad was no more? Why was much of the world still
61 comments
Read more