I am only a public entertainer who understands his time. I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can't be helped.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Amy: I'm a Sleepwalker
Amy: I'm a Sleepwalker: "I saw a picture of you Hanging in an empty hallway I heard a voice that I knew And I couldn't walk away It took me back to the end Of everyt..."
I'm a Sleepwalker
I saw a picture of you
Hanging in an empty hallway
I heard a voice that I knew
And I couldn't walk away
It took me back to the end
Of everything
I tasted all
I tasted all the tears
again
Outside the rain's fallin' down
There's not a drop that hits me
Scream at the sky but no sound
Is leavin' my lips
It's like I can't even feel
After the way you touched me
I'm not asleep but I'm not awake
After the way you loved me
I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
Let me out of this dream
Everywhere that I go
I see another memory
And all the places we used to know
They're always there to haunt me
I walk around and I feel so lost and lonely
You're everything that I want
But you don't want me
I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
Let me out of this dream, dream
Let me out of this dream
Mood: been better
Hanging in an empty hallway
I heard a voice that I knew
And I couldn't walk away
It took me back to the end
Of everything
I tasted all
I tasted all the tears
again
Outside the rain's fallin' down
There's not a drop that hits me
Scream at the sky but no sound
Is leavin' my lips
It's like I can't even feel
After the way you touched me
I'm not asleep but I'm not awake
After the way you loved me
I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
Let me out of this dream
Everywhere that I go
I see another memory
And all the places we used to know
They're always there to haunt me
I walk around and I feel so lost and lonely
You're everything that I want
But you don't want me
I can't turn this around
I keep running into walls that I can't break down
I said I just wander around
With my eyes wide shut because of you
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
I'm a sleepwalker walker walker
Let me out of this dream, dream
Let me out of this dream
Mood: been better
Amy: No Chagrin
Amy: No Chagrin: "I take heed to feed the need of my shiny thing It welcome me with open arms, I run to it with speed Burning fire, awakens my desire for that..."
No Chagrin
I take heed to feed the need of my shiny thing
It welcome me with open arms, I run to it with speed
Burning fire, awakens my desire for that little line that I require
This urge of mine I can�t dismiss, this demon of mine I can�t resist
Taking it against my skin, a thin line leaves no chagrin
I want to hate him, instead I create lines, I want to move on but I wait inside
I need it to be more, go back to before; impossible; ill deal as my heart hits the floor
I tried to push this back inside but my shiny thing and I collide
My words to him, they go unheard, but his are stirred inside my brain
Take this to my skin, this unknown mistake, this something I can�t shake
Why can�t I fight this urge? Why do I cling so tight?
Why must I do this every night?
Why can�t I look at myself in disgust?
Why can�t I be inside his head, instead mine is attached by a single thread
So once again I slide this demon against my skin knowing inside I can never win
Mood: eh
It welcome me with open arms, I run to it with speed
Burning fire, awakens my desire for that little line that I require
This urge of mine I can�t dismiss, this demon of mine I can�t resist
Taking it against my skin, a thin line leaves no chagrin
I want to hate him, instead I create lines, I want to move on but I wait inside
I need it to be more, go back to before; impossible; ill deal as my heart hits the floor
I tried to push this back inside but my shiny thing and I collide
My words to him, they go unheard, but his are stirred inside my brain
Take this to my skin, this unknown mistake, this something I can�t shake
Why can�t I fight this urge? Why do I cling so tight?
Why must I do this every night?
Why can�t I look at myself in disgust?
Why can�t I be inside his head, instead mine is attached by a single thread
So once again I slide this demon against my skin knowing inside I can never win
Mood: eh
Amy: The Dusty Box
Amy: The Dusty Box: "The wires of my brain are arranged so that I�m insane I feel you in my veins and when it rains the ache in my heart remains I can�t explain ..."
The Dusty Box
The wires of my brain are arranged so that I�m insane
I feel you in my veins and when it rains the ache in my heart remains
I can�t explain why I cling to this, but my strength I much maintain
But I guess I can�t complain, I allowed my heart to take hold of this pain
Slipping off my fingertips my lips forget your lips
I hear the dripping of the rain as my heart beat skips
I equipped my heart with strips of wire to get you to loosen your grip
With bloody hands you rip them off and jump back on your ship
And now I�m free of thee and I smile up with glee
Now a memory to me I don�t wonder what could be
And now I see the answer to my pleas was getting you too flee
I used to disagree with your decree that we would never be
With open eyes I can sever my ties and whisper my last goodbyes to you
I remember all your lies and all the times you ignored my cries
I saw that disguise those fake red eyes you plastered on face
You try to deny that plan that you devised
And now you can�t retrace, erase the events that took place
I�ve misplaced my feelings of our last embrace, shoved them to that empty space
Inside my mind they are encased, never to see the light of this place
Alone they sit not just in case; I never wish to see your face
Collecting dust, surely this is a must
Keep them locked away so forever there they stay�
I feel you in my veins and when it rains the ache in my heart remains
I can�t explain why I cling to this, but my strength I much maintain
But I guess I can�t complain, I allowed my heart to take hold of this pain
Slipping off my fingertips my lips forget your lips
I hear the dripping of the rain as my heart beat skips
I equipped my heart with strips of wire to get you to loosen your grip
With bloody hands you rip them off and jump back on your ship
And now I�m free of thee and I smile up with glee
Now a memory to me I don�t wonder what could be
And now I see the answer to my pleas was getting you too flee
I used to disagree with your decree that we would never be
With open eyes I can sever my ties and whisper my last goodbyes to you
I remember all your lies and all the times you ignored my cries
I saw that disguise those fake red eyes you plastered on face
You try to deny that plan that you devised
And now you can�t retrace, erase the events that took place
I�ve misplaced my feelings of our last embrace, shoved them to that empty space
Inside my mind they are encased, never to see the light of this place
Alone they sit not just in case; I never wish to see your face
Collecting dust, surely this is a must
Keep them locked away so forever there they stay�
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Amy: A Host of Tall Tales
Amy: A Host of Tall Tales: "Understand? Is that too much to ask? Take my hand, discard the mask Unwilling to try, unable to see Living with closed eyes, blind to me ..."
A Host of Tall Tales
Understand? Is that too much to ask?
Take my hand, discard the mask
Unwilling to try, unable to see
Living with closed eyes, blind to me
Sinking low my heart is broken
Never know the words unspoken
I am a ghost that goes unseen
My host is misery, my dreams what do they mean?
Wondering why this all has to be
Accepting the lie, and the not wanting of me
Unable to let go, something makes me wait
I don’t want to know if it’s too late
Torn at the seams, my heart builds a fence
Having these dreams that don’t make sense
Lingering there you won’t go away
I want you to care but you won’t stay
Inside my dreams to you I matter
I tried to make it true but now I’m shattered
I always fail to make you see
My dreams are only tall tales and we will never be…
Take my hand, discard the mask
Unwilling to try, unable to see
Living with closed eyes, blind to me
Sinking low my heart is broken
Never know the words unspoken
I am a ghost that goes unseen
My host is misery, my dreams what do they mean?
Wondering why this all has to be
Accepting the lie, and the not wanting of me
Unable to let go, something makes me wait
I don’t want to know if it’s too late
Torn at the seams, my heart builds a fence
Having these dreams that don’t make sense
Lingering there you won’t go away
I want you to care but you won’t stay
Inside my dreams to you I matter
I tried to make it true but now I’m shattered
I always fail to make you see
My dreams are only tall tales and we will never be…
Amy: Stitched Up Failures
Amy: Stitched Up Failures: "With my seams stitched up tight Your broken schemes and shattered spite I throw away your face and banish you from my mind I won’t show you ..."
Stitched Up Failures
With my seams stitched up tight
Your broken schemes and shattered spite
I throw away your face and banish you from my mind
I won’t show you how I truly feel inside
I won’t let you see, no not this time
What you do to me and those created lines
I’ve heard your lies and every excuse
You won’t open your eyes you just refuse
I fail with you and now I’m done
Breathe in exhale, now it’s you I shun
You can’t see this from my point of view
Look at me I’m through with you…
Your broken schemes and shattered spite
I throw away your face and banish you from my mind
I won’t show you how I truly feel inside
I won’t let you see, no not this time
What you do to me and those created lines
I’ve heard your lies and every excuse
You won’t open your eyes you just refuse
I fail with you and now I’m done
Breathe in exhale, now it’s you I shun
You can’t see this from my point of view
Look at me I’m through with you…
Amy: Staring at the sea
Amy: Staring at the sea: "I'm staring at the sea, A thousand memories all flood me, I'm sinking down My hands are tied, I'm sinking and serene, I'll just rest here f..."
Staring at the sea
I'm staring at the sea,
A thousand memories all flood me,
I'm sinking down My hands are tied,
I'm sinking and serene,
I'll just rest here for a while,
Until the ocean pulls me in
All the memories fade away�
As the waves crash against me,
They break me,
I'm lost to the sea,
Nothing was ever real,
Now I'm free.
I can still make out your distorted face,
As I return to where I belong,
The requiem you sing is a sad song,
The tears you cry are the sea I'm drowning in,
They wash away a life time of sin
Friday, March 25, 2011
Amy: How to read an Opus
Amy: How to read an Opus: "Strategies to get through a book on Sachin Tendulkar that weighs 40 kg If you haven't seen an Opus before, it's over 800 pages long, with ea..."
How to read an Opus
Strategies to get through a book on Sachin Tendulkar that weighs 40 kg
That is Sachin Tendulkar on Opus, a series of lavish books on some of the world's famous individuals and enterprises. Among others, there are ready or planned Opus editions on Michael Jackson and Wimbledon, Vivienne Westwood and Dubai's Burj Khalif. There is one on Ferrari, and some believe it is heavier than Ferrari's F1 car. But Tendulkar is one of only two individual sportsmen to have an Opus dedicated to them, the other being Diego Maradona.
'Greatness Immortalized Greatly' is the somewhat clunky slogan of the Opus Media Group, the company that makes the books. Kraken Opus, the publishing devision, says their purpose is to create "the most epic stunning and iconic publications ever seen in the world of sport and entertainment". They do make some (relatively) affordable copies. But the real talking points are their outsized, outpriced special editions.
Yes, Opus is no ordinary book. As per the official website, its weight is moe like 40 kg, not just 'over 30'. Reading develops intellectual brawn, it is said. Reading Opus will also develop the muscles of your arm. Cardio one day, Opus the next. That could soon be fitness routine of the health conscious.
You have played racquet's sport doubles. Opus could see the advent of doubles reading. Two readers on either side. The owner of the copy could even sell tickets and have two-hours shows of the book.
Excuse me. The phone's ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hello. This is David Howman from WADA (the World Anti-Doping Agency). Please convey to all prospective buyers of Opus in India that they will have to sign our Whereabouts Clause. We don't want readers to use steroids so as to be able to carry copies of Opus."
There. Another Opus effect.
It doesn't stop there. With each Tendulkar Special Edition costing $75,000, robbers now have a new target. "Bhai (Brother), forget jewellery. Books are the new thing."
It doesn't stop there. With each Tendulkar Special Edition costing $75,000, robbers now have a new target. "Bhai (Brother), forget jewellery. Books are the new thing."
The phone is ringing again, "Yes?"
""Hulo! This is Dev Anand!"
"Yes sir. How are you sir? I have have watched Jewel Thief 17 times."
"Then I have some good news. I'm thinking of a sequel to Jewel Thief. I even have a title. Book Thief."
Amy: All That's Left Is Suicide
Amy: All That's Left Is Suicide: "He's so empty for all to see, there's a thousand people he tries to be, his eye's are glazed like broken mirrors reflecting his pain, there ..."
All That's Left Is Suicide
He's so empty for all to see,
there's a thousand people he tries to be,
his eye's are glazed like broken mirrors reflecting his pain,
there are so many people that wish him well,
But self destruction only wallows in his personal hell,
All that's left is suicide,
He ran out of places to hide,
he's to fucked up to care,
a razor across his wrists no one would notice he's not there,
he has nothing left to prove,
and nothing, nothing left to lose,
He tears away at his skin,
picking the scabs where his wounds have been,
he tries to feel for something more,
remembering the broken promises,
that left his insides cold and sore,
that left his insides cold and sore.
there's a thousand people he tries to be,
his eye's are glazed like broken mirrors reflecting his pain,
there are so many people that wish him well,
But self destruction only wallows in his personal hell,
All that's left is suicide,
He ran out of places to hide,
he's to fucked up to care,
a razor across his wrists no one would notice he's not there,
he has nothing left to prove,
and nothing, nothing left to lose,
He tears away at his skin,
picking the scabs where his wounds have been,
he tries to feel for something more,
remembering the broken promises,
that left his insides cold and sore,
that left his insides cold and sore.
Amy: To Find A Way Through
Amy: To Find A Way Through: "To Find A Way Through I've Been Lost Here For for to many years, Consumed by memories, bloodshed and tears, I've lost sight of who i am, C..."
To Find A Way Through
To Find A Way Through
I've Been Lost Here For for to many years,
Consumed by memories, bloodshed and tears,
I've lost sight of who i am,
Caught in a life i wish i never had,
I was born with a violence in my heart,
Now i have a second chance,
To walk away and start again,
Another country, Another life,
Will i make the same mistakes twice?
Or take a different path
Take my hand and lead the way,
I'm scared I'll lose the path again,
and get lost along the way,
Spend my days trapped in a haze,
waste my life with nothing to show for it,
Spend it all wallowing in the shit,
Of everything I've ever loved and lost,
I fought my way back to the beaten track,
From the darkest places of my mind,
I walk this path to a better life,
And leave the ghosts of my past behind
Mood: Tired
I've Been Lost Here For for to many years,
Consumed by memories, bloodshed and tears,
I've lost sight of who i am,
Caught in a life i wish i never had,
I was born with a violence in my heart,
Now i have a second chance,
To walk away and start again,
Another country, Another life,
Will i make the same mistakes twice?
Or take a different path
Take my hand and lead the way,
I'm scared I'll lose the path again,
and get lost along the way,
Spend my days trapped in a haze,
waste my life with nothing to show for it,
Spend it all wallowing in the shit,
Of everything I've ever loved and lost,
I fought my way back to the beaten track,
From the darkest places of my mind,
I walk this path to a better life,
And leave the ghosts of my past behind
Mood: Tired
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Amy: If it's not too Late
Amy: If it's not too Late: "I know that its early and its to hard to think And the broken empty bottles are a reminder in the sink But I thought that I should tell you..."
If it's not too Late
I know that its early and its to hard to think
And the broken empty bottles are a reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
if it's not too late to say
I can put back all the pieces they just might not fit the same.
I know it's been years now and I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me all went down the drain.
Tattooed mistakes are gonna fade over time..
--Bowling For Soup
Mood: Tired of life
And the broken empty bottles are a reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
if it's not too late to say
I can put back all the pieces they just might not fit the same.
I know it's been years now and I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me all went down the drain.
Tattooed mistakes are gonna fade over time..
--Bowling For Soup
Mood: Tired of life
Amy: Tricky Tricky
Amy: Tricky Tricky: "You make me smile, make me blush You’re miles away and still give me this rush Sometimes those butterflies invade They arose so quickly th..."
Tricky Tricky
You make me smile, make me blush
You’re miles away and still give me this rush
Sometimes those butterflies invade
They arose so quickly then so slowly they fade away
No brain games just tell me outright
Do you feel the same? Would you hold me at night?
This I’d wish that you would care; I want you to wish
That you could be there…
I want to be yours, and you be mine
Could that come true? Or have I crossed the line?
Are these lies? Do you really want me or not?
Because this scarred up heart is all that I got
But yes you make me smile, yes you make me blush
Will it be my mistake for letting you give me this rush?
Mood: confused?
You’re miles away and still give me this rush
Sometimes those butterflies invade
They arose so quickly then so slowly they fade away
No brain games just tell me outright
Do you feel the same? Would you hold me at night?
This I’d wish that you would care; I want you to wish
That you could be there…
I want to be yours, and you be mine
Could that come true? Or have I crossed the line?
Are these lies? Do you really want me or not?
Because this scarred up heart is all that I got
But yes you make me smile, yes you make me blush
Will it be my mistake for letting you give me this rush?
Mood: confused?
Amy: India Heritage (Qutab Minar)
Amy: India Heritage (Qutab Minar): "The Qutab Minar made of red sandstone rising to the height of 72.5 mts is an architectural marvel of the 13th century. Also a must is t..."
India Heritage (Qutab Minar)
Amy: India at a Glance (Languages of India)
Amy: India at a Glance (Languages of India): "There are around 22 languages recognized by the Indian Constitution. These languages are 1. Assamese 2. Bengali 3. Bodo 4. Dogri 5. Guja..."
India at a Glance (Languages of India)
1. Assamese
2. Bengali
3. Bodo
4. Dogri
5. Gujarati
6. Hindi
7. Kannada
8. Kashmiri
9. Konkani10. Maithili
11. Malayalam
12. Manipuri
13. Marathi
14. Nepali
15. Oriya
16. Punjabi
17. Sanskrit
18. Santhali
19. Sindhi
20. Tamil
21. Telugu
22. Urdu
Hindi is the official and main link language of India. It is written in the Devnagri script, and is a direct descendant of Sanskrit through Prakrit and Apabhramsha.
Amy: Infy makes foray in Islamic Banking Sloutions
Amy: Infy makes foray in Islamic Banking Sloutions: "Software solutions major Infosys Technologies Ltd has unveiled its Islamic Banking Solutions (IBS) for European, West Asian and Far Eas..."
Infy makes foray in Islamic Banking Sloutions
Amy: Handwritten Emails
Amy: Handwritten Emails: "F O N T -- Sometimes technology can tack you back to where you started. A free web service now allows you to send emails in your handwriting..."
Handwritten Emails
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Amy: Escape of the Storm
Amy: Escape of the Storm: "You yelled Your favorite things, Your hatred stings, You break my wings This sadness I can’t shake, Can’t stop the quake, escape to my mista..."
Escape of the Storm
You yelled
Your favorite things,
Your hatred stings,
You break my wings
This sadness I can’t shake,
Can’t stop the quake, escape to my mistakes
Ill scrape off your gift of scars,
Forget their tiny shapes,
Drape then over with that disguise
Try to make them see the lies that fall
Behind your eyes they crawl
Inside my head; they install a wall
Around my heart so I won’t fall apart,
If I was smart I’d know I can’t hit restart…
This I cannot show,
This must not grow…this warm fear
I must let go. I was thrust into this storm,
Allowed this fear to form, and I’m fighting
Off the swarm I fight back the tear,
Attempt to see clear, and realize
I’m behind the wheel and don’t know how to steer…
My dreams don’t make sense
Of me and you stitched up at the seams
Invisible scars and dying schemes
They can’t come true
It’s never me and you
And I’m not sure what to do.......
Hey all if you like this do let me know
Your favorite things,
Your hatred stings,
You break my wings
This sadness I can’t shake,
Can’t stop the quake, escape to my mistakes
Ill scrape off your gift of scars,
Forget their tiny shapes,
Drape then over with that disguise
Try to make them see the lies that fall
Behind your eyes they crawl
Inside my head; they install a wall
Around my heart so I won’t fall apart,
If I was smart I’d know I can’t hit restart…
This I cannot show,
This must not grow…this warm fear
I must let go. I was thrust into this storm,
Allowed this fear to form, and I’m fighting
Off the swarm I fight back the tear,
Attempt to see clear, and realize
I’m behind the wheel and don’t know how to steer…
My dreams don’t make sense
Of me and you stitched up at the seams
Invisible scars and dying schemes
They can’t come true
It’s never me and you
And I’m not sure what to do.......
Hey all if you like this do let me know
Amy: High Court
Amy: High Court: "High Courts of India are established under Part 6, Chapter 5, Article 214 of the Indian Constitution. The High Courts are the principal civi..."
High Court
National Flag
The Indian National flag is a horizontal tricolour of deep saffron (kesari) at the top, while in the dark green at the the bottom in equal proportion.
the design of the national flag was adopted by the Constituent Assembly of India on 22 July 1947. Its use and display are regulated by the Indian Flag Code.
Amy: Apple
Amy: Apple: "The reason this term is in the terminology is because way too many people confuse 'Apple' with 'Macintosh'. Apple is the company that makes ..."
Apple

Though most of Apple's product name now start with the letter "i", the company has a history of creative innovation. Though Apple has less then ten per cent of the market share in the computer business, the company still manages to lead the industry in new directions.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Amy: Corruption Amongst Women
Amy: Corruption Amongst Women: "'Corruption amongst women in public life is high and increasing. They also get caught because they make stupid mistakes.' Who says..."
Corruption Amongst Women
"Corruption amongst women in public life is high and increasing. They also get caught because they make stupid mistakes."Who says there is no corruption in the Anti-Corruption Bureau (ACB)? At the end of the day, the ACB is like any other government department whose officers get a meager pay packet.
But few officers want to be posted here because it is not a 'revenue earning' department. From the moment they join, many senior officers get busy trying to get another posting. Getting manpower is the biggest impediment in the smooth functioning of this department.
Many officers who head this department turn a blind eye to the corrupt activities of senior officers or ministers. After all, if they want to be posted out, they are likely to need their help.
Every policeman knows who is corrupt in his department. So, catching the corrupt should have been easy. In reality, it is difficult to take on people from within the department. They hardly do sting operations, and instead always wait for a complaint.
The jurisdiction of ACB is vast. They receive many complaints, and people expect quick results. But that is just not possible with such few personnel.
Corruption amongst women in public life is high and increasing. They also get caught because they make stupid mistakes. Some time ago, ACB arrested a woman who was heading the nursing staff in Maharashtra. She would ask people to deposit the money in her office itself. These were not small sums, but huge amounts. Some are smart. They accept gifts in kind-saris, jewelery, household articles, etcetera-during festivals or auspicious days. Corrupt women are flashier than men. They have to show off their wealth. Men hide their ill-gotten wealth well. They buy benami (anonymous) properties in the names of women in their household, but a woman will never do that. she does not trust a family member to return her wealth,
Amy: Cheat Numbers
Amy: Cheat Numbers: "ADULTERY The Daily Beast has culled statistics from various research papers to predict wether you will cheat on your spouse. It pretty ..."
Cheat Numbers
Amy: Love Potion from Mizoram
Amy: Love Potion from Mizoram: "CHEERS With the Mizoram Government having relaxed prohibition laws for the first time in 13 years, people across the country can now&n..."
Love Potion from Mizoram

Monday, March 21, 2011
Amy: Ageing the Olm Way
Amy: Ageing the Olm Way: "New research, published in the Royal Society Journal Biology Letters, suggests that the Olm-a blind amphibious salamander-seems to defy all..."
Ageing the Olm Way
New research, published in the Royal Society Journal Biology Letters, suggests that the Olm-a blind amphibious salamander-seems to defy all current theories of ageing. The most extraordinary thing about this creature is its incredible longevity-it can live for up to 100 years. Previous studies have suggested that longer lifespan in animals tends to be associated with a large body size, and slow metabolic rate. Olms are small (around 20-30 cm), and have an ordinary metabolic rate for amphibians. This means that the cause of their longevity is a mystery. If further research can uncover the secret, we might also unlock the secret of eternal youth.
Amy: Money for Nothing
Amy: Money for Nothing: "The recent 3G and broadband wireless auctions had almost become a battle of egos, with telcos forking out more than Rs 100,000 Crore. It's a..."
Money for Nothing
The recent 3G and broadband wireless auctions had almost become a battle of egos, with telcos forking out more than Rs 100,000 Crore. It's a long road to recovery for all of them. Some might never recover.......
| IDEA | AIRTEL | VODAFONE | TATA INDICOM | RELIANCE | BSNL | AIRCEL | MTNL |
3G/BWA spectrum Charges paid | 5,768.59 | 15,609.82 | 11,617.86 | 5,864.29 | 8,585.04 | 18,500.38 | 9,937.47 | 11,097.97 |
Yearly estimated revenue | 8,778.32 | 22,024.00 | 11,309.00 | 3,127.84 | 4,076.60 | 7,270.36 | 3,563.76 | 387.52 |
Profit @15% of Annual Revenue | 1,316.75 | 3,303.60 | 1,696.35 | 469.18 | 611.49 | 1,090.55 | 534.56 | 58.13 |
Years needed for recovery of cost | 4.5 | 5 | 7 | 12.5 | 14 | 17 | 19 | 191 |
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