This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last month in Kisumu. Her name was Atieno . She was hit by a truck.

She used to work at a fish stall. She had a boy friend named Odhis & both of them were truly in love. They always used to talk on the phone. You could never see her without her cell phone. In fact she changed her SIM card
from Safcom to Zain, so both of them c ould be on the same network, and save on cost.

She used to spend half the day talking to Odhis. Atieno’s family knew about their relationship. Odhis is still very close with Atieno’s family. (just imagine their love) . Before she passed away she always told her friends. “If I pass away please burry me with my cellphone” she also said the same thing to her parents. After her death, people couldnt carry her body. A lot of them tried to do so but still couldn’ t. Every one had tried the result was still the same.They just could not lift her. Eventually, they called a person who knew one of their neighbours, who could speak with the souls of the dead

He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly. After a few minutes, he said “this girl misses something here.” Then her friends told him about her intentions to be buried with her phone. He then opened the casket and placed her phone and sim card inside. After that they tried to carry the body. It could be moved and they carried it into the van easily. All of us were shocked.

Atieno’s parents did not inform Odhis of her passing. After 2 weeks Odhis called Atis’s mom…..

….”Aunty, I’m coming home today. Cook something nice for me. Don’t tell Atis that I’m coming home today, I wan t to surprise her.”
Her mother replied….”You come home first, I need to tell you something very important.”

After he came, they told him the truth. He thought they were playing a trick . He was laughing and said “don’t try to fool me – tell Atis to come out, i have a gift for her. And please stop this nonsense”.

Then they showed him the original death certificate. They gave him proof . ( Odhis started to sweat) He said… “Its not true. We spoke yesterday. She still calls me.

Suddenly, Odhis ‘s phone rang.. “see this is from Atis, see this….” he showed the phone to the family. all of them told him to
answer , he switched to speaker mode.

All of them heard his conversation. …..
Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming. It was the actual voice of Atis & there was no way others could use her sim card since it was nailed inside the casket . They were so shocked and asked for the person who could speak to soul of the dea d.

He tried for 5 hours.

Then he discovered one thing which really shocked them…

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ZAIN has the best coverage.

Wherever you go, the network follows!!!

Don’t be pissed at me , I am also looking for the idiot who sent me this mail…. enjoy it …like i did but still i can’t imagine where such decisive version of marketing came from.

By Kilemi Mwiria Most Kenyans agree that evacuation from the Mau should be done humanely. The solution will, however, not come from politically charged harambee drives which are more about political alignments for 2012 than they are about struggling squatters. Note that the big Harambee raised a mere five million shillings. Could the nine Cabinet ministers not raise this amount and even more from the Government if they were that serious? The Special Programmes ministry alone is spending many times that amount, not to mention well-wishers such as the Red Cross. And why did the objecting politicians not take similar stands on other water tower related evictions or the murderous deportation of some communities from the Rift Valley in 1992, 1997 and 2008? Why did those who are now revealing to us that Raila did not win in 2007 not intervene against revenge murders of innocent Kenyans? By painting him as the bad guy, Raila’s opponents have only made him stronger. Many Kenyans now know that you can count on him to take a decision that could derail his political ambitions for the sake of country. This side of his character is not new. When he was Roads minister he ruffled the rich who had grabbed road reserves by demolishing their big bungalows. By now one hopes that Kenyans can no longer be easily swayed by political fence-sitters and extremists. They will no longer just follow what politicians tell them blindly; not after a chain of poor advice. Raila’s political history has clearly demonstrated that among his competitors he has been the most consistent and has paid the highest price for his beliefs. I doubt that anyone of them has done more to liberate Kenya from an oppressive state. In addition to years of detention, Raila was a key member of the team that stuck their necks out for change in 1991. His “Kibaki Tosha” declaration at Uhuru Park in 2002 was crucial in sending Kanu packing. Just think of what would have been left of this country if Kanu continued its reign or if some of these Kanu characters bounce back to the top job. Unlike Raila, his opponents and the fence-sitters have demonstrated a different kind of consistency; the kind that almost led this country to the dogs in an undemocratic Kanu regime they served rather faithfully. Some of them made a kill from the excesses of the time through corrupt business and land deals. If some had their way, they would have preferred continuation of that plundering regime. There are those who have argued that virtually all our top leaders, Raila included, have at one time or the other been Kanu strongmen. I however believe that Raila joined Kanu out of frustration with an opposition too divided along ethnic lines and a section that sold the propaganda to the effect that a Luo was unfit for the presidency. Changing a system from within is an acceptable political strategy; Raila used insider privilege to destroy Kanu for the national good. In fact, most of those who dumped Kanu in 2001 would not have done so were it not for the power and organisational ability of Raila after Moi overlooked them for the top seat. The Mau has presented us with an ideal opportunity to separate the wheat from the chaff as we head to 2012. We should ask some simple questions: Who among the presidential aspirants has a demonstrated history of fearlessly standing up for what is right irrespective of the possible negative consequences for self and family? Who has been the more national in outlook? It is time we ashamed agents of tribal politics aware that tribal alignments can only lead us back to the Banana and Orange fights of 2005 and 2007. Let’s be mindful of political rolling stones who detest permanent homes because they are a real danger to national stability.

Do you want your prospects to take your business serious? Then you’ve got to stop using free email services to run your business! Come to think of it, how will you feel if you receive an email from Apple Inc. and the email address is mr_apple@gmail.com? You most likely will assume that the email is fake and probably the work of scammers.  Successful Entrepreneurs don’t use such services to run their business!

Why You Should Stop Using Free Email Services

The online community has a peculiar way of evaluating business outfits. You will hardly be taken serious as an entrepreneur if you do not have a unique domain name registered for your business. Online prospects will simply assume you are not a serious entrepreneur if you refuse to pay as little as $10 to have a domain name for your business.

So likewise you will not be considered a serious businessman if you keep on using free email services provided by Yahoo, MSN, Google e.t.c. If you really mean to convince your prospective customers that you have quality product or services to render, then you must be willing to spend a little cash to get an email that bears your business’ domain name. Failure to get one may damage your business profile.

Using your own domain name as email address adds credibility to your small business. It creates the impression that your business is a well organized corporate organization. For example, admin@mydomain.com, sales@mydomain.com and support@mydomain.com looks and sound more businesslike than admin2007@gmail.com, sales2007@yahoo.com and support2007@hotmail.com.

Having your own email accounts that are tailored for different purposes such as Admin, Info, Sales, Support etc, makes it easier for you to organize your emails for quicker response. You will be better positioned to attend to urgent emails while those that are less important can wait till a more convenient time.

If you have your own emails, you can make use of auto-responders to send pre-written emails in response to generic requests. This can save you invaluable time that would have been lost writing the same kind of email each time a similar request is made.

Finally, I will strongly warn you NOT to use Free Email Services for financial transactions. It can be quite risky as crackers can hijack such email and use the information to defraud you or your client.

Please feel free to share your views in the comment session. www.likechappa.com wishes you great success in your business endeavor this year.

A tale of Ndinakukonda!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009 12:49 PM

Ndinakukonda am reliably informed is the equivalent of the phrase I love you in Malawian. As usuall, as is my custom to doubt everything, I thought it may not be the “actually meaning”. Every one or at least most people know people often teach others matusi kwanza.

Even so, in this instance, I had no room to doubt because I was not even thinking in the first place. The person who told me this is nothing short of a fair one.  Well endowed and proportioned in “all departments” and still supple…real African woman oh. She is the kind that says “chech” to mean church, a heritage of where she comes from…ie Malawi.

I think this lady must figured out that the beauty of teaching someone “good things” like ndinakukonda means that you inevitable become the first recipient of their goodness…You should see how she blushed…only taking care to inform me that my intonation was perfect…even sweeter than she had expected. And so you can imagine that yours truly has been “practicing on her” with “interesting results”. I mean she even likes eating them peanuts and I know how to prepare them-thanks to mom. And you know you don’t go to java to prepare peanuts…you do it in the house…which in this case is either my house or her house…

This ladies and gentlemen is a suitable rival to professors boring lecture. I see myself dissing many classes just to be with ndinakukonda. I have even resigned myself to a supplementary or a retake. In my books, it’s a far better memoir to know that you did a retake because of a beautiful one than that you passed without a beautiful one.

In any case, like many of my classmates, and we all know this, they are going to have a retake. This makes me look good because I have chosen to do so in style. With such a short life before us, why postpone happiness?

Mom Fights Dad

A successful business man was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business.. Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young executives in his company together.

He said, “It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you.. “The young executives were shocked, but the boss Continued. “I am going to give each one of you a
SEED today – one very special SEED… I want you to plant the seed,water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO.”

One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story.
She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed.
Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.

Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn’t have a plant and he felt like a failure. Six months went by — still nothing in Jim’s pot. He just
knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn’t say anything to his colleagues, however. He just kept watering and fertilizing the soil – He so wanted
the seed to grow.

A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim told his wife that he wasn’t going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives.
They were beautiful — in all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him!

When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. “My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown,” said the CEO. “Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!”

All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, “The CEO knows I’m a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!”

When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed – Jim told him the story.

The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, “Behold your next Chief Executive Officer!

His name is Jim!” Jim couldn’t believe it. Jim couldn’t even grow His seed.

“How could he be the new CEO?” the others said.

Then the CEO said, “One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead – it
was not possible for them to grow.

All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and
honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive Officer!”

* If you plant honesty, you will reap trust

* If you plant goodness, you will reap friends

* If you plant humility, you will reap greatness

* If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment

* If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective

* If you plant hard work, you will reap success

* If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation

* If you plant faith in GOD , you will reap a harvest

So, be careful what you plant now; it will determine what you will reap later.

“Whatever You Give To Life, Life Gives You Back”

Microsoft has conceded Bing’s performance was under par in dealing with the death of Michael Jackson. The firm says in the future it will consider manual alterations to the system to cope with major news events.

The firm responded to criticism by the Search Engine Journal Web site which looked at how major search engines were responding to searches for “Michael Jackson” approximately an hour after he was pronounced dead, at which point some major mainstream news outlets were beginning to confirm the TMZ report of the death.

While Yahoo’s results included several stories on the topic, Google had just one in its summary of news stories, which appears atop its main search results page. But while Bing had several news stories, the news section appeared at the very bottom of the page (several screen scrolls down), beneath sections for downloads, merchandise and even poster sales.

Microsoft says the problem is that Bing is set up to automatically order results to meet the needs of its day-to-day users and that it finds that normally people searching for a celebrity are most likely to be looking for images, which is why they appear first on the results page.

Once Microsoft realized Bing was lagging behind, it launched what it describes as a “news go big experience” which over-rode the automated system to put news stories in prime position. It says it will investigate ways of having this happen automatically for future breaking stories. It’s also learning from the experience to better plan how to tweak the site for developments in the days after a major story. For example, in the Jackson case, it took around a day before a spike in people searching for his music and videos.

Another visible problem with Bing on the day of Jackson’s death was with its xRank feature. That’s an automated chart designed to show which public figures have had the most interest among people carrying out queries. In the hours after his death, Jackson was not rated at the top of this list as would seem the logical result. Microsoft didn’t say why this occurred and whether there’s a specific problem with the feature.

Maggie Shiels | 08:53 AM, Tuesday, 30 June 2009

As millions upon millions of people rush to the internet to find out the latest on Michael Jackson, the underground network of spammers have sensed a business opportunity too good to miss.

They figure that at such a time, people have their guard down in their eagerness to substantiate rumours and half-truths. That has meant, for the legion of internet swindlers, this has been the ideal moment to trot out spam e-mails and throw up malicious websites to infect victims’ computers.

As news of Michael Jackson’s death was coming through, the scams started appearing almost instantaneously. As the days have passed, the guys behind these nefarious operations have stepped up their game.

Mr Jackson’s death “took a lot of people by surprise – the spammers too,” Dermott Harnett of anti-spam engineering at Symantec Corp told the Associated Press.

“It might take them some time to really pounce on this issue. They are catching up pretty quickly, though.”

Spam is the most common way for fraudsters to find victims after these types of events. The easiest way to lure people into the trap is to trick users to click on e-mail attachments so that the online crooks can infect computers and take command of them for more underhand activities.

Symantec says the spam about Mr Jackson gets more convincing every day. One message promises a YouTube video showing the exclusive “last work of Michael Jackson.” Unfortunately all users get is a malicious programme that steals their passwords.

Another example is that of a promise to show the “latest unpublished photos” of the so-called Prince of Pop if people click on a link which actually installs a password-stealing programme on users’ machines.

Dodgy solicitations are even coming in the guise of legitimate news organisations that seem like the real deal because they contain accurate enough information to persuade people to click on the link. Others promise access to secret songs.

In an e-mail I received from Websense Security Labs ThreatSeeker Network, they warned about spam e-mails offering recipients links to unpublished videos and pictures of the late pop star. All of course fabulously enticing to see in this frenzied atmosphere.

In some cases the spam may force a pop-up message asking users to update their copy of Adobe’s Flash. This is seen as a standard hacker tactic notes ComputerWorld.com as a way to install spyware.

One of the newer scams that Sophos has noticed is a malware-free scam that tries to get people to send money to the bogus “Michael Jackson Organisation.”

Symantec has drawn up a list of scams that will soon become commonplace as a result of Mr Jackson’s surprise death and that of Farrah Fawcett and Ed McMahon.

These include things like spam with subject lines trying to peddle fake medicines, Twitter tweets about these deaths with links to all sorts of malicious websites and sites claiming to host videos of the last moments of these individuals lives. The purpose is to actually peddle fake goods or malware or even collect and validate live e-mail addresses to sell to the highest bidder for spamming.

The age old advice is to only visit sites you are familiar with and trust… yes, that would be the BBC. Added to that, the security community also recommends users do not click on every link that pops up related to the story, don’t open e-mails from people you don’t know and of course keep security solutions up to date.

In a blog, Sophos reckons naturally enough things will get worse before they get better.

“It is likely that more Michael Jackson-themed malware and spam is on its way however. It is advised that users be especially vigilant when they receive messages or links related to this news.”

Such are the times we live in!

To those who are MARRIED, or NOT MARRIED but to be MARRIED soon.
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got
something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I
want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at
me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she
wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory
answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our
house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life
with me had become a stranger.. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I
could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of
me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The
idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table.. I didn’t
have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an
eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and
was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but
needed a month’s notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her
reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt
him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had
carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front
door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable
I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife’s divorce conditions.. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd..
No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.
So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind
us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the
bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She
closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat
upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the
office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell
the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long
time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was
graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman
who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell
Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday
workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not
find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger.. I suddenly realized
that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… She had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I
reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his
father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our
son to come closer and hugged him tightly.. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might
change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom,
through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I
held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could
hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that
our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay
would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her,
Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I
moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring
probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each
other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am
supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and
burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me
what to write on the card.. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us
apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to
find my wife in the bed – dead.