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| Monday, 29-May-2006 16:20 |
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AGIT Consulting
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www.agitconsulting.com AGIT Consulting is a market intellgence company. Conducts Market Research and consulting for ICT based industry. Industries such as IPTV, broadband, shared services, science parks, managed services, ERP and such!
source:http://razman-atai.blogspot.com. blog on shared services economics
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| Saturday, 1-Oct-2005 00:00 |
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| Thursday, 22-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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MY name - Razman Azrai Zainudin
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| Tuesday, 20-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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In UK recently
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Business discussion
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came back at home in kl
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nerd trying to smoke
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Went to UK recently, fooled around with my boss who is one of the founding member of my consulting company
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| Sunday, 18-Sep-2005 00:00 |
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ATAI and SUDIRMAN
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some of my pictures i found with my late uncle sudirman when i was young.
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough"
"She stood him up"
"No point in us remaining"
"We may as well go home"
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to, who wouldn't do?
The role I was about to play?
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Well if He really does exist,
Why did He desert me?
In my hour of need
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts
Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
(instrumental interlude)
Alone again, naturally
Looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
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