March 5, 2009

Wema adhaminiwa na Mamaye

Hi Honey pole jamani!! I Miss You kweli!!! "Mumewe" akimpa pole.
Wema akibebwa msomsobe na Mama yake baada ya kutaka kuondoka na "mumewe" Jumbe ambaye familia yake haimtambui.
"Nakwambie twende nyumbani haraka kama sivyo ninakufutia dhamana yako sasa hivi ili urudishwe rumande haraka huyo Jumbe si hatumtambui na kama anakupenda mbona hajakudhamini?” Mama Wema.
“ Mimi labda nife ndio mwanangu ataolewa na kijana huyo sitaki hata kumuona kwa kuwa kwanza ndio chanzo cha mwanangu kuharibika, lakini hata hivyo mimi naona kama alikuwa na nia na mwanangu mbona hata dhamana hakuja kumtolea dhamana” aliendelea kufoka Mama kwa hasira.
MISS Tanzania mwaka 2006 Wema Sepetu jana aliachiwa kwa dhamana katika kesi inayomkabili ya kuvunja kioo cha gari cha Msanii Stephen Kanumba chenye thamani ya Shilingi milioni moja.

RIP. Rehema Mwakangale

WAOMBOLEZAJI wakiwa na jeneza lenye mwili wa marehemu Rehema Mwakangale Mwandishi na Mtangazaji wa ITV wakielekea makaburi ya Kinondoni kwa mazishi.

Michael Uledi naye katutoka..

Mwandishi wa habari wa Magazeti ya Mwananchi katika kituo cha Dodoma Michael Uledi amefariki dunia usiku wa kuamkia leo katika hospitali ya Mirembe alipokuwa amelazwa baada ya kuugua kwa muda mrefu.
Uledi ameacha mke na mtoto mmoja na taratibu za mazishi zinafanyika kwa kushirikiana kati ya kampuni la Mwananchi na ndugu wa marehemu nyumbani kwa Marehemu Nkuhungu mjini Dodoma, mwili wa marehemu unatarajia kusafirishwa leo kwenda Kijijii kwao Buigiri Kilomita 35 kutoka Dodoma mjini ambako mazishi yatafanyika kesho saa 5 asubuhi

My EYES GET WET......Just a Poem

It was a weary day Dreams drained, life seems so bane. Lonesome dusk; An stranger asked, * How was your day? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was no jolly me Broken, lost and lonely struggling to breathe. Suffocated heartbeats; A SMILE greets, * How are you? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a cyber world Eyes tired, I became so lull. Monotonous life; An email inquired, * Are you taking care of yourself? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a photo assignment Moments captured, drifted memories. Dear old stories; A guest offered, * Do you want a glass of water? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a lonely trip Trails trodden, crumbled destinations. Melancholy walk; A milky way above assisted, * Are you lost? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a selfish world Heart numbed, busy people. Wounded feeling, A loving sis from Korea cared, * Do you need my hug? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was her birthday Gifts and chocolates dumped, wishes were frown. All faked love; A small boy phoned, * Do you want to watch Art-attack show? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a fleeting moment Life's faded colors, saturated pictures. Wrong composition; An innocent buddy expects my unborn baby, * When is your big day? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a dull dawn Crushed sentiments, Rain, thunder and storm. Abandoned soul; A stereo echoed a song * "You are not alone" ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a Christmas Eve Festive mood fouled, False promises. Church pitch dark, A little sweet girl approached, * Do you want to light one candle? ... and my eyes got wet.
It was a days-out camp Faraway land, peaceful night. Mother Nature incarnates; A shooting star sailed, * Do you want to make a wish? ... and my eyes got wet.
Wet eyes, all tears, Flood away my dark days Bringing me sunshine That never leaves me in the cold.

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