HAPPY NEW YEAR 2013 FELLAS

"New year is like a new sun rise of hope,of prosperity,of happiness;its like a new beginning of thoughts,of words,of actions;its like a new day of energy, of strength,of ideas;its like a bunch of whole new things of pryers, of friends and of love.happy new year" 2013 fellas

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NANI MKWELI KATI YA TUNDU LISSU NA PROF SHIVJI KUHUSU GODLESS LEMA(SIASA ZA MAKAMANI)

Nani mkweli kati ya Tundu Lissu na Prof  Shivji kuhusu hukumu ya iliyotolewa na mahakama ya rufaa tar 21/12/2012 . Mbali na mambo mengine mahakama hiyo ya rufaa ilimrejeshea ubunge Mhs Gobless Lema toka Arusha Mjini .
Baada ya wiki moja tumeshuhudia wanasheria nguli nchini wakipingana kuhusu uamuzi wa mahakama ya rufaa.

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Indian Scholarships For Tanzania students for the year 2013/2014

As in past years , Government  of  India sponsored scholarships will be available to Tanzania students for higher studies in India for Academic session 2013/1

Administered by the High Commission of India, on behalf of India Council for cultural relation(1CCR
) , 26 scholarships will be available for Tanzania nationals as per following details

1 Twenty four (24) scholarships under  Africa scholarship scheme( undergraduate/ Postgraduate/M.Phil/Ph.D/Post-doctoral fellow)

2. Two (02) Scholarships under the IOR-ARC scholarship scheme(for Post graduate(masters courses only)

 Terms and conditions. The scholarships , inter alia, includes tuition fee, monthly stipend and house rent allowance, yearly contingent grant, medical benefits( conditional) ,and thesis and dissertation expenses as applicable. Africa return air fare. MBBS/MD or Dentistry/Nursing course are not covered by the schemes.

Interested Tanzania nationals having fluent knowledge of English Language
(Written as well as spoken), should do due diligence and research on the specific admission criteria laid down by various Universities for each subject, and ensure that they submit all relevant documentation  as required by the Universities in addition to the basic certificates mentioned in the application from. The application form can be either from the website of the high commission www.hcindiatz.org or from the website of http://iccrindia.net/scholarshipschemes.html. The list universities recognized by University Grants Commission of India can be see at www,ugc.av.in
Dully filled-in application, complete in all respect must reach the Education Section, High Commission of India, 82 Kinondoni Road , Kinondoni , PO Box 2684, Dar es Saaalam by 31 January 2013. Selected candiates will be informed telephonoicaly or by mail. For enguiries please contact edu@hcindiatz.org
Source the guardian news 22/12/12

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VACANCIES

Maintenance Planner,Laboratory Tecnician

Tanzania Portland Cement Company Ltd – Posted by TAYOA – Dar es Salaam, Dar es Salaam, Tanzania

Job Description

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LEMA ATIKISA JIJI LA ARUSHA JIONEE BAADHI YA PICHA ZA MAPOKEZI YAKE HAPA BAADA YA KUSHINDA KESI

Mbunge  Godbless Lema wa Jimbo la Arusha Mjini apokelewa kwa shamra shamra za kutisha baada yakushinda kesi yake iliyo kuwa ikimkabli, wakazi wa  jiji la  Arusha na chama cha CHADEMA wafurahia ushindi huo ulio kuwa umehujumiwa na chama tawala.

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HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAY PALS

May ur neighbours respect you,
Trouble neglect u,
The angels protect u
and Heaven accept u
Happy Christmas and Happy Holiday

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Dj Empire AJA NA VITU VIPYA WAKAZI WA JIJI LA ARUSHA

Dj Empire a.k.a Abby Abbas yupo maeneo ya kwangulelo kushoto kituoni ukiwa unaelekea town  ndipo ofisi zilipo , anatoa huduma nzuri ya mziki wa kukodisha pamoja na Dj kwa bei poa, ewe mkazi wa Arusha na vitongoji vyake usikose kufika pale ili sherehe ama shughuhuli yako iwe poa   wahi sasa unufaike na punguzo maalum la msimu wa mwisho wa mwaka na mwaka mpya..

Kwa mawasiliano zaidi waweza piga simu : +255754781382

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MIBONO BOOKS DISTRIBUTORS WANAKULETEA OFFER MAALUM KWA MSIMU HUU WA X-MAS NA MWAKA MPYA WAHI SASA UNUFAIKE NA OFFER HII.

MIBONO BOOKS DISTRIBUTORS*. DEALERS :SUPPLY AND SELL TEXT BOOKS FOR ALL LEVEL FROM GRAND SCHOOL TO UNIVERSITY
LOCATED AT KARIAKOO AGREY STREET OPPOSITE WITH MKOMBOZI BANK FOR MORE INFORMATION CALL:255713613908 :255763731108
 * BY JOSEPH NOAH*

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KD HOTEL WANAKULETEA SILVER AND GOLD PARTY

 SILVER AND GOLD PARTY 2012

ITAFANYIKA SIKU YA MKESHA WA MWAKA MPYA TAR 31 DES 2012

Games Free Swimming , Drinks and Music

For more Details Please call 0714111146/0713392952

VENUE: KD HOTEL KIJITONYAMA

TIME :FROM 19:00PM MPAKA MAJOGOO

INTRANCE :5000/= , 7000/=at the gate

 Don't dare to miss it.

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DJ EMPIRE AJA NA VITU VIPYA WAKAZI WA JIJI LA ARUSHA

Dj Empire a.k.a Abby Abbas yupo maeneo ya kwangulelo kushoto kituoni ukiwa unaelekea town  ndipo ofisi zilipo , anatoa huduma nzuri ya mziki wa kukodisha pamoja na Dj kwa bei poa, ewe mkazi wa Arusha na vitongoji vyake usikose kufika pale ili sherehe ama shughuhuli yako iwe poa.

Kwa mawasiliano zaidi waweza piga simu : +255754781382

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FOR THE NEED OF MC:MASTER OF CEREMONY CLICK HERE

Name: Aron Hunterson also knows as MC Prince found in Dar es salaam , for the following occasion  : Wedding, Send off, Graduation,Fund raising and miscellaneous.
Contact:+225713563251
            :+225766958482
Mail: aronhunterson@ymail.com
MAKE YOUR OCCASION DIFFERENT
by JOSEPH NOAH.

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MIBONO BOOKS DISTRIBUTORS WANAKULETEA VITABU KWA BEI YA JUMLA NA REJA REJA NA PUNGUZO MAALUMU KWA MSIMU HUU WA MWISHO WA MWAKA NA MWAKA MPYA

MIBONO BOOKS DISTRIBUTORS. DEALERS :SUPPLY AND SELL TEXT 

BOOKS FOR ALL LEVEL FROM GRAND SCHOOL TO UNIVERSITY

LOCATED AT KARIAKOO AGREY STREET OPPOSITE WITH MKOMBOZI BANK

FOR MORE INFORMATION CALL:255713613908

                                                           :255763731108
 BY JOSEPH NOAH

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MAADILI KATIKA JAMII

Ndugu, katika jamii tuliyopo kuna upungufu mkubwa wa maadili jambo ambalo limeondoa uhalisia wa maisha ya watu wengi sana. Tunatakiwa kufahamu kuwa kama hatuta ishi katika uhalisi wetu tutakuwa tunaalika matatozo katika maisha yetu. mfano hakuna samaki aliyedaktari wa kutibu samaki wenzake ndani ya maji kwa sababu wote wapo mahali wanapotakiwa kuwepo nandio maana hawapati matatizo ya kuh

itaji daktari.

Lakini sisi wanadamu tumekimbia uhalisi wetu tusijue kuwa 'kukimbia uhalisia ni kukaribisha matatizo katika maisha yetu'.

Wapo dada zetu leo wanavaa ovyo (mapaja, matiti nje) na kutafuta mvuto kwa kemikali mbalimbali, haihitaji akili nyingi kujua kuwa kinacho tafutwa nikile kisicho kuwepo, hivyo ukiona dada, kaka, rafiki, mchumba, mke, mume au ndugu yako anatafuta mvuto uwenauhakika kuwa hana mvuto ndio maana anatafuta kuwa nao.

Usipoteze uhalisi wako ndugu huo ndio unaokupa upekee katika jamii.

 story by Moris 

editor Joseph Noah

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READ THE FOLLOWING STORY SLOWLY, IT'S A TOUCHING STORY. IT MIGHT BE TOO LONG BUT WORTHY READING

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away. He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. 'Who stole the money?' he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, 'Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!' He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said, Dad, I was the one who did it!' The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, 'You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you are possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!' That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened.' I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me. That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, 'Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?' Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,' What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?' At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said, 'Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books.' Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. 'Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!' And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, 'A boy has to continue his study; if not; he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ' I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; 'Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you.' I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university. One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, 'There's a villager waiting for you outside!' Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, 'Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?' He replied with a smile,' Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?' I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, 'I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?' From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, 'I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one.' I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old. I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned. After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, 'Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!' But she told me with a smile, 'It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.' I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like hundreds of needles pricked in my heart. I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, 'Does it hurt?' I asked him.. 'No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet ...Even that could not stop me from working.' In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old. After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, 'Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of Mom and Dad here.' My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start. One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, 'Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?' With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, 'Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumours would fly around?' My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, 'But you lack in education only because of me!' 'Why do you talk about the past?' he said and then he held my hand. That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, 'Who is the one person you respect and love the most?' Without even taking a time to think, he answered,' My sister.' He continued by telling a story I could not even remember. 'When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.' Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me. I found it hard to speak, 'In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother, 'And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

STORY MORAL:
Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.

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