Pastory Kimaryo
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A STORY OF TWO SUCCESSFUL BROTHERS
Prepared and written by ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ผ
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Two millennial folks were working together in a state-owned Telecom corporation in southern Tanzania, though their ancestral origin is estimated to be in country's northern region but these two resembling siblings spent most of their life in the south.
A younger brother was Denis Shigima alias Fansidar, a nickname he grabbed in high school when he was a healthy prefect with a deteriorated mini dispensary wherein were only anti-malaria Fansidar drugs and limited or rather obsolete first aid tools an instance that made most of his classmates nickname him Fansidar. An elder brother was James Shigima or Dewji as most of people used to call him, I have no exact clue as to how this nickname started but I am pretty sure it must be related to a Tanzanian magnate and tycoon Mo Dewji.
Dewji and Fansidar were working in different fields in the corporation headed by an Indian professor Eng. Wilber Arthur who was born and schooled in the US. But something ironic and stunning was in these two brothers and wombmates, they all were working in fields that are totally irrelevant to their professions, Dewji was a law graduate from Mzumbe who after spending boring jobless years at home decided to bond and work with a certified electrician who used to be a drinker at Dewji's father bar, Dewji therefore became astonishingly expert layman in electricity who never missed any tender fixing electrical issues in homes and offices.
Fortunately dexterous Dewji one day encountered Eng. Wilber who summoned him in his office for some serious AC issue which he quickly fixed and offered a very handy technical advice thereafter, Mr. Wilber was actually astonished by Dewji's aptitude and his quick resolution of the problem who spontaneously admired him and demanded his contacts and address, the following day Mr. Wilber called Dewji and addressed his offer of incorporating him in his personal office as his general assistant which Dewji quickly approved. Dewji therefore thanked luck plus his consistent efforts in his career, Wilber exceedingly liked him for his modesty, composure, discipline, decence and mostly for his unparalleled expertise therefore he was taking him along everywhere he was surveying and vacationing and was paying him handsomely.
That's how Dewji picked a ripened orange under a mango tree, Fansidar was a driver at the corporation who graduated a bachelor of science in botanical sciences at the University of Dar-Es-Salaam a faculty that the late his uncle insisted him to undertake promising to find him a job in Canada where he spent his scholar years in botanical sciences and resided a little before he died of a liver related disease, he was much of a pisshead though, Ooh what an untimely depart!
The hope of job for desperate Fansidar was presumably forever gone, for the profession he pursued for lacked governmental backup in terms job policies, unfortunately he intersected an era when government ceased to expand researches in study of plants and foreign plantation investors were encountered with stringent investment policies reppelling them away, there was a job crisis from a forest sector to a plant science field, Ooh what a dismal foret sector era it was!
But Fans was street smart, he was flexible, non-fragile and a versatile guy who learned diverse skills just by himself, he was good at drawing and intermittently earned some bucks for it, he was the best at digital graphics and signboard designing which earned him a lot when he was at UDSM, he used to own a classic wear shop dubbed "pamba nyepesi", he actually was even anonymously doing tattooing sometimes back in high school, he was doing all of this before he graduated his bachelor degree and no sooner had he graduated his bachelor degree than he started working in a micro loan office belonging to his friend's affluent family in DSM, the wages at the loan office weren't exactly matching his goals so he always thought of a way out .
He worked in the loan office for two months before he was connected to a brokerage system by his long time street guy he hooked up with during his study years at the University, Fansidar embarked in brokerage and was a housing and estate broker who seemed to have fit well in that as the deals were enormously fattening his pockets and bank accounts, but nothing is really pure and a journey to success is like an undulating ride on a rollercoaster, you won't be on the same point Everytime or it's like standing in a random point in a labyrinth, you can't spontaneously predict an exact exit route, you must suffer some confusion first before you are out.
There was ongoing feud heating up amongst brokers which Fans feared would cost him time and might disadvantage his financial savings so he quit the brokers Union and soon later renounced everything in brokerage, at least now he had something to start with but he wanted something more so he constantly conferred with his brother for five days or so and his brother promised to find him a driver job though it seemed a nightmare because first a driver job was a high paying job in the corp, a payee was receiving not less than 1.5 mill Tsh so it was a delicate position and second is; an employee is always disciplined and decent so at any time there cannot arise a random reason to fire one person and replace another instantly.
Dewji had a second year in the Telecom corp when his younger brother just graduated his bachelor degree, days went by, days were shone, nights were dark, a week passed and booom! One day a driver for the boss steps in the office and shouts to the boss in ecstasy that his so long scholarship application for a master's degree in transportation and logistics in Sweden has recently been approved and he leaves in two days, the boss congratulates him but is left with a burden of filling this abrupt vacancy, but Dewji briefs him about his brother who has a driving license and a corresponding VETA certificate, the boss wakes from depression and through Dewji orders Fans to show up at the office before the next day's noon.
Dewji knows right that Fans did undergo an officially recognized driving course but does not have a certificate currently. Fan's driving certificate was allegedly stolen by his ex girlfriend as a revenge for Fans' hard infused behavior of promiscuity and infidelity, but Fans didn't mind soliciting new certificate from the appropriate authorities because he didn't necessarily need it by the time . Dewji has no doubts about Fans not having a driving certificate as he knows how cunning and sharp witted his brother is.
Dewji is in his office introspectively pondering about the nepotism vacancy filling work his boss assigned onto him, he then quickly picks a phone and calls his brother, the two talk for less than thirty minutes before they all dive into enchantment. Fans ensures his brother to settle a driving certificate issue within hours, his brother grins in complimenting him for his quick witts. Fans grew up with unending curiosity throghout, he usually thought of mastering miscellaneous skills and arts, and in such rewarding virtue, he self-learnt driving just after he graduated his secondary education using his retired headmaster's pickup hilux and decided to outrightly undertake a three month driving course at VETA vocational training centre, and therefore became diversely adept at different motor-vehicles, sometimes he used to drive Fuso Mitsubishi delivering wholesale goods from town to interior parts, and letter a car learner civil servant's driver, a job he quit after advancing in high school.
When its dawning in the new day, as Dewji stirs on bed he picks a phone from Fans informing him that he is few miles away criusing to his home, no way this man started driving in midnight a custom that most private drivers opt in evading road inconviniences and commuted and passenger traffic jams, Fans borrowed a car from his classmate who was a doctor in Daresalaam and he was cruising down homeland in the south along with a driving lisence and an new original VETA driving certificate he processsed the day before, it is by no means that he had a friend in the vocational training center who helped process his certificate within hours.
The two meet at Dewji's half finished home and in haste rush to the office who coincidently meet Mr. wilber alighting from his new model Lexus, Dewji greeted the old man and introduced his brother to him who learns he met his new driver.
Things needed not go formal, the boss solicited Fans' licence and certificate right there in an open sight which after he observed and handed them back, approved Hans as his new driver. Hans therefore begged his boss for a two day journey back to Daresalaam to return his friend's car and fetch his other belongings, the guy rushed into the city and after two days he was back at the office now officially commencing his work.
The sibling pair never felt lousy working together at the corp, everyday was filled with delight, pride, confidence and progress enthusiasm for these two brothers. Mr. Wilber liked Hans as well who had now become humble, tireless and ingenious in fixing and modifying car parts and design.
That's how Hans was hired at the telecom corp without hassle or grind with an effortless assistance from his brother.
The two teens kept adhering to their regular careers, as Hans waking up early in the morning cruises his boss' Lexus or the corp's landcruiser to his boss' gate, picking up his boss he heads to the office and drives back home in the afternoon or evening or rather often driving him to the HQ in Daresalaam and distant regions usually for data report presentation, problem analyses in telecom summits, project and digital services commencements, and major universities convocations, driving him off region was sometimes alone or was a corporate car crew cruising the tarmacs.
To Fans it formally was a paying and really a high paying and delicate job but always it felt to him like classic adventures touring executive hotels and meet most revered intellects and figures it was a great honor and pride for him.
Dewji on the other hand could wake up in the morning, gears up his second hand Subaru achieved on loan, heading straight to the office and as an experienced and expert technical assistant he could do all hands-on jobs his boss was obliged to do and he was doing that splendidly, and as a bachelor degree holder and especially in law it deemed to his many co-workers and subordinates as a convicted and literate staff, however most of his seniors too highly revered him and went hats-off for his otstanding dexterity.
Dewji was technically his own boss except that he was not doing an executive and authoritative paperwork, and hee too did not lag behind in traversing inter-regionally as his boss was occassionally picking him along in travelling off region in order to further his technical skills and expereince the constantly progressing technology world, and to him too it seemed like both work and pleasure getting exposed and exploring the world.
Everyone knows how contextually it feels and be working close to the boss, these two folks got lucky out of many casual workers dealing right near the supreme top figure Mr Wilber. With the two brothers' diligence and passion for the work, it surely attracted most of Wilder's acceptance and interest in them to the extent of taking them in as his own sons, Wilder was a mild Catholic who skewedly also earnestly believed in reincarnation a belief held by most modern Indians, his benevolence virtue always made him fulfill charitable acts to the socioeconomically disadvantaged communities.
His wages plus overtime payment were exceptionally high so he was an affluent public servant. A trio of the two brothers plus their boss typically looked like a family operating some private company but it was only diligence and discipline that kept them bonded, Mr Wilber occasionally paid bills for them on several liabilities and sometimes funded them for their business openings and birthday parties just to show love for the boys.
It happened once that Wilber got a job transfer order, this felt quite impossible for the two fellows and all other workers at the corp, and the employees had to put legal and illegal efforts to restrain their boss, Wilder therefore learnt the affection and fondness his most workers had on him. So the boss was the corp's sweetheart who after figuring out his indispensability and love he deservedly gets, started reciprocating love though implicitly so no one knows its a deliberate karma which may feel or be received dully.
You won't deny the fact that, the tit for tat love and sincere cooperation at the corp evolved into exemplary harmonized team work which in no way effected outstanding performance for the magazines prolificly headlined its phenomenal ingenious and innovative projects, services, and tech devices, the corp soon was dubbed "a titan for technology proliferations" and the profesor was renowned for the masterpieces he invented and engineered.
It was going a second year since Hans reunited with his brother at the corp and now an elder brother was preparing for a marriage ceremony in a month, Dewji was polite, solemn but firmly convicted in serious issues and talking about relationships he always was prudently dating ladies for marriage purposes, he usually had a decent and traditional way of intimate relationships but of course a modern and classic courtiship style who obsessively used to read love story novels and was a little infused with western civilization that attributed to the character heretofore recounted, he always was open in relationships and however less promiscuous.
And then the day arrived and Dewji married the love of his life, the ceremony was a deluxe kind of celebration, the newlywed and their sweetheart table together looked like a piece of heaven on earth, Fans was a master ceremony who managed to cheer up the banquet really well. Workmates, and other invitees dressed the finest suits and tuxedoes and women rocked with luxury fabric stylish gowns, the ceremony hall was possessed with a theme of magnificence and fineness and to finish up Prof Wilder was a guest of honor therefore you know how it really felt compacting a pack of telecom engineers and other technology scholars, intellects and polymaths in the fifth spatial apartment in a seven storey building who possess the future in hand - a belief that obsessively I hold to be true and certain because obviously eras, centuries and extensive periods can distinctively be differentiated by means of pointing out the technological inventions and advancements arising in a chain of time so these tech guys are basically the gods of human advancements.
The professor gave out a remarkable and insightful speech and then people exploded in applause at the end, Dewji was married that day and therefore had completed one of the stages in manhood.
Hans was a cunning womanizer who of course fathered one boy but was just edhering to the customary protocol of not getting married before an elder brother does, therefore this promiscuous brother was happy after his brother's wedding who would not wait to wed his half-caste, tall and curvy lady who was a media personality and a famous radio presenter.
A month later this Dewji's brother gets married and the couple enters a delightful journey in a marriage, Fans' wedding ceremony was as much attractive as his brother's except that it was featured with expensive rolls royce for the newlywed, a grand Mercedes limousine for the relatives and a pack of new model chevrolet, cadilacs and other best cars of his car-junkie affluent and tycoon friends.
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๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฅ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด
Mr Wilber had served passionately and devotedly at the corp and especially for the technological welfare of the nation, the telecom corp was naturally suited for administering carrier services and expanding and advancing wireless communication but with this wise restless genius the corporation went beyond and became a tech conglomerate. Mr Wilder was highly renowned as a tech pioneer and was now aging through his retirement years.
Wilder who grew up in Michigan was a father of one daughter who was a lecturer in Detroit and a son, wealthy businessman and a postgraduate accountant at Harvard, his son was hoarding awful riches: twenty high class hotels, a dozen exorbitantly expensive cars, countless businesses and a very fat account to name a few. It would be a hectic story narrating how Wilder's grandparents emigrated into US from India so let's not get into that or how Wilder spent scholar years at MIT and his corresponding academic achievements at the uni so let's not switch attention to that.
As the old man was nearing his employment years and as he was just struggling to withstand his insidious senectitude, his wealthy son was constantly beseeching him to retire early and go back to US for enjoyous retirement which his father was often turning down but now the end was nearing, in just a year he was going to retire. His son already portioned half his wealth for dad's post retirement years.
The professor's final years at the corp with the male siblings were fantastic and Prof. Wilder had secretly planned a surprise about his retirement pensions so he kept winding up his tenure as months counted down.
It was quite a plight of sadness for workers to prepare for the impending Wilder's physical absence at the corp but were clumsily accepting it no way, and about desolation that began to surface at the corp's offices Wilder was smart enough to rally the situation everytime.
Workers with a mix of joy and sorrow prepared for Wilder's retirement ceremony a day before, then the official end arrived the following day : around the corp's compounds was a beautiful flowerly and greeny loose park where tents were erected and decorations catching invitees' attentions, in that morning birds were chirping and singing as clouds were slowly opening the blue skies and sunshine lightly overshadowing figures on the healthy green meadow, it was a magnificent sight. Everyone was seated neat in formal suits or rather classy codes as the retirement feast procession was commencing, a handful of important seniors at the corp began with recounting on the enormous achievements that Wilder made while in office following with their frank gratitude for progressing the office at a meteoric speed within a decade, pointing out his unique qualities they outilned coarsely on the diverse tech fields the old man brought about at the now tech titan.
It was now a turn on Wilder himself to address the gathered ladies and gentlemen before him, he started narrating about how desperately he strived to reshape the corp early on his arrival at the corp while it was somehow decrepit and neglected, he went down to how he now began to envision greater things on the corp that if a moderate person was told, would definitely debunk the plans as not viable but here the corp is, just as he envisioned. Underpinning the virtues and motives for his phenomenal breakthrough he jumped to the last part of his speech, I qoute this essential part;
"........ ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด (๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ซ๐ช) ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด (๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ) ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต. ๐ ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด. ๐๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ 200 ๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ป๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ฆ 150 ๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ป๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด (๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ซ๐ช) ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด (๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด), ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ.... "
Dewji and Fans were seated on the front row and weren't totally ready to hear such pleasing words, everyone of these two looked the other in a momentarily silent smile before they stood and hugged each other before the mass in joy.
The ceremony was ended and the boys rushed to the proffesor to thank him for enriching them, in reply Mr Wilder urged the two to keep up the hard work while he retires and insisted on planning something lucrative or sustainably constructive on the money he pledged for them. Mr Wilder was in a hurry flying back to the US with his wife for his rare second MIT (Massachusetts Institute of technology) students reunion, the alumni convocation. so the next day he brought the boys to his favorite bank branch and transacted money to their accounts and each one received 75 million Tanzanian Shillings, it was an enormous amount of money acquired at once, for a reverent person like Prof Wilder the pensions parastatal would receive a single call from a powerful stateman and get his pensions processed within hours.
Mr Wilder the third day was escorted to the airport in Dar Es Salaam exclusively by the two boys and one of his favorite other worker, at the airport entrance he promised to pay frequent visits back in Tanzania and meet his former workers physically, then he flew and that was his ultimate end on an African soil.
The boys were left with a mix of loneliness and happiness, their new boss was such a worker but kind and charming always on the other side, his names read Dr. Mohammed Yusuf an Egyptian telecom intellect and most respected lecturer at Cairo University who in furthering his tech researches found himself unexpectedly hired in Tanzania.
It took no time for male and female workers at the corp to get used their new boss who in some way acted strictly believing in rigor for more excellence and breakthrough as his obsessive quest was to execute unprecedented progress that no predecessor has ever achieved nor imagined.
He formulated several slogans that basically urge or render workers passionate about their work and ardent for a sophisticated and tech-run world, he really was naturally set for work with a result oriented mindset.
The two boys, his driver and an assistant grew fond of him and the vice versa was true, the siblings worked even harder and smarter to shine and protect their careers on the wave of powerful competition amongst tech based institutions, companies and corporates. And therefore they ultimately managed to excel each in their own place regardless of their disparate careers fields.
Inspite of the ongoing regular routine at work, and given the copious lots of money they recently acquired the two brothers were highly engrossed in how they could plan on it, it was quite a while of obsession.
Mr Wilder having rewarded them money, they kept it a secret except for their immediate family members and for everyone who attended the ceremonial farewell for Mr Wilder but no close friends or other folks lucked out to know the brothers' jackpot like fortune.
Days went by as Dewji and Fansidar kept pondering about how to use or invest their money, few coworkers volunteered to explain some lucrative projects but the boys were still cautious of the viability and afterall they just wanted to accumulate more composure to kick start whatever they thought was financially meaningful.
It'd be quite a hard work striving to please Mohamed at work and run some big capital project at the same time, it was possible but with a very calm mind but also it was awfully ominous that ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ away days after days, months after months, lifespan was ceaselessly counting down.
Like everyone, Dewji used to have his aspirations and ambitions, as he was maturing and started to hustle on his own he usually thought of a number of extensive and upscale projects ; he aspired to own and run his own schools, he thought of having a real estate company, have his own food processing industry and sometimes he even imagined of overseeing his car yards, all of which faintly sounded like nightmares but now he was seeing things nearing manifestation but still he was cautious and anxious about the the viability and efficacy of all the aspired projects and others he was advised.
Fans also wasn't impulsive but he too was anxious, still recalling his extant long established aspirations of owning his own super big and comprehensive gym, managing his own supermarket, be a head of his own transportation company and his obsession of having his own dispensary, these ambitions never resided the boy's mind as mere imaginations but were felt like sheer wills to himself as he was always tenaciously convicted and determined, he swore to achieve by any means.
The two folks were heeding various financial consultants' advices, they read books of economy and financial ideas and always spent countless hours on the internet on some investment, business, market articles and business inspirational stories and anecdotes.
Some folks discovered the stealthy obsession that the two were going through and they too tried to attach to the pair and pour their thoughts but the boys were always denying about the possession of the plenty amounts of money.
A year and half passed without the two brothers' reaction on the field of investment, Mr Mohammed became wild at work but the wisest, and things were becoming more prosperous at the corp.
Dewji and Fans grew more diligent and masterful each in his own carreer, to some extent they minimized attention on the investment obsession but each on his own became dearly addicted to some inspirational business media icon or some 'success' motivational speaker - Fans became fond of SirJeff Deniss, an inspirational teen who thrived from humble beginnings and is now a young billionaire, a CEO of his own companies and he is most notably known for shedding light on forex business and crypto currency to most youthful Tanzanian netizens an instance that earned him enormous fame.
He won an entrepreneurship award, was featured on Forbes, interviewed by DW and often tutored on forex business, addressed aspirants of entrepreneurship a number of times and also attended numerous economic summits, words are so many to describe his biography but that's a lot about him.
His inspirational Instagram posts for his fellow youths are what have captivated many adults and teens.
Dewji became addicted to Joel Nanauka their zone mate, a motivational speaker, genius and author, who sometimes emerged the second best student in 2002 SCEE results national wide. Joel founded several charitable schemes during his scholar years at the university of Dar Es Salaam, a young politician who has already served in the two powerful national political parties and has impacted hugely during his service.
He is best known for his book "timiza malengo yako" a success diary that expounds sixty techniques used by most successful and famous people in the world, so what interested Dewji is the overall list of virtues and qualities one should assimilate in order to tackle challenges, persevere in success journey plights, develop and sustain in any positive growth or achievement.
He was reading the book with the utmost enthusiasm and understanding and finally he figured out that what differentiates one person under the same conditions and privileges from another in striving for growth isn't the material entity but the disposition and character traits and especially fervidness which basically engineers the whole process of developing virtues, character traits, intuitive skills and disposition to the ultimate goal of achieving something.
Fans was busy with SirJeff Deniss a believer in business for poverty alleviation individually who never stops mobilizing his fellow youths to understand the need to fight against individual poverty or for financial freedom, one of SirJeff's frequent stances was to wake
the youth (his common audience) from the fear of painful hustle and start tolerantly grinding for success as he constantly posted on Instagram
"๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ?"
Indicating that through the torturing journey of success you just suffer temporarily but are looking forward to and eventually achieve greater things.
He believed that the majority youths were in a delusional fear and contentment.
Fans was always stuck to this pop cultured digital marketer and a fintech addict, he kept perusing his economy insights on social media regularly as he became a finance enthusiast trying to widen his scope on diverse investment from digital to physically happening economies.
A while of weeks passed before he figured out another important point among SirJeff's stances and views, Fans discovered that Sirjeff was often insisting on youths to grind hard and master and amass wealth before the age of "thirty" and that getting rich at the age of "forty" or above is meaningless.
The boy admired the rational wits of SirJeff about the fact of the true meaning of grinding and enjoying life.
SirJeff correctly theorized that the immediate reason of a human to hustle is make ends meet and alleviate poverty but in so doing it is important to understand the scale and segments of a lifespan and how to take part in each segment accordingly in order to enjoy life to the fullest because the purpose of grinding and hustling is not to toil and suffer forever in an average lifespan but to put hard pressure on the early years of a lifespan so as to fully enjoy the rest of the lifespan;
"๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ" - thought the rationally curious Fans.
This improvised slogan kept wandering within the mind of Fans before he could no more contain it from his brother.
One morning Fans woke up and called his brother:
Dewji: ๐๐ฆ๐บ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด, ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต
Fans: ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ
Dewji: ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ
Fans: ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต!
Fans and Dewhi later on that day met and discussed lengthly on the urgent need to start investing soon. Fans wasn't above thirty while his brother was thirty when they decided to venture on businesses. The two brothers buckled up to divide focus on their regular jobs and on their new investments.
Dewji ventured on real estate as he believed would well kick start his success, he owned his own company named "Southern Estates". The company did well and grew in popularity and prosperity, and Dewji was smart enough to open his own secondary schools which was exceedingly famous and flourishing using his unfading popularity and now he was dubbed a "tycoon from the telecorp" in town.
His son and daughter schooled in overseas countries and his wife was a prominent and powerful politician, that was really the meaning of good life before the age of forty.
Fans decided to open his own mini supermarket, it was a very sophisticated and comprehensive locale for shopping whatever one wanted which featured almost all payment systems recognized all over the world, there was a section of very convenient group of agents who would carefully curate most people's favorite products and or order and deliver them from almost all trading platforms in the world to your door step, this was all because Fans was a tech and digital guy always thinking to sophisticate things around.
In the following year he expanded his mini supermarket market to a full supermarket and was now a mogul in merchandise enterprise, famous and young. After shining through his supermarket popularity amd prosperity, he dared open his depot company near where they call Mtwara Southern Ports, it wasn't built like a simple and humble construction but a gigantic structure spanning tens of meters away, finely finished with glass or metal coverings and highly sophisticated, it was all a resort for depot services on the southern zone for its best customer care services, and the real services.
Fans was in more than affluence and richness, his family especially his son and daughters attended the best and expensive schools in US and Canada and his wife was on a mission to start her own radio station in Dodoma, and that's how the young Fans fought fear and amassed wealth before forty.
One day Fans nd Dewji together with their families arranged a feast to celebrate their success, the ceremony was highly expensive and everyone that was invited enjoyed and was inspired by the achievements of the two brothers.
It was one day when Fans visited his friend in Dar Es Salaam who hired him in their family's micro loan office when they just graduated their first degree.
The father of his friend was a senior lecturer at IFM in Dar and it was like a coincidence that when he visited them, there was a graduation at IFm about to happen the following day. So his friend told him to accompany him and his father along in the graduation procession which he agreed.
Then tomorrow arrived and the trio drove to the university's compounds, the procession started while these three men were seated in the MVP section observing as undergraduates were being confered their degrees and become graduates, the procession didn't end before the head of the university stood people from his high table to the MVP section to recognize them and when Fans stood, the mass erupted in claps and applause, and that's when the university's head recognized him as the owner of "Southern Malls" as he saw him featured in multiple billboards in Mtwara and Dar Es Salaaam where Fans opened his branches, his malls were uniquely modern and were the favorites of the aflluent class and the majority university students.
The head of the university didn't wait to welcome him onto the high table floor and let him introduce himself and give an appropriate speech to the skilled accountants and economists.
Fans rushed to the high table, approached a podium and began with introducing himself and went to how desperate hired jobs became after he graduated, to how he lucked out the money at the telecorp to how he started doing his own businesses and resign work at the corp to become a mogul in malls and depot, in his last words he spelled elaborate points for the scholars, I quote these words:
"....... ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐น๐ต๐ณ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ง๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ช๐ฑ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ต. ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ด.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ถ๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐บ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ, ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐บ, ๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ป๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ญ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐บ, ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ๐ด, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐๐ญ๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ'๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต, ๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ, ๐ง๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฏ ๐ด๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ท๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด"
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I dedicate this inspiring story to my young brothers Deus and Hansgar
Prepared and written by ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ผ
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Two millennial folks were working together in a state-owned Telecom corporation in southern Tanzania, though their ancestral origin is estimated to be in country's northern region but these two resembling siblings spent most of their life in the south.
A younger brother was Denis Shigima alias Fansidar, a nickname he grabbed in high school when he was a healthy prefect with a deteriorated mini dispensary wherein were only anti-malaria Fansidar drugs and limited or rather obsolete first aid tools an instance that made most of his classmates nickname him Fansidar. An elder brother was James Shigima or Dewji as most of people used to call him, I have no exact clue as to how this nickname started but I am pretty sure it must be related to a Tanzanian magnate and tycoon Mo Dewji.
Dewji and Fansidar were working in different fields in the corporation headed by an Indian professor Eng. Wilber Arthur who was born and schooled in the US. But something ironic and stunning was in these two brothers and wombmates, they all were working in fields that are totally irrelevant to their professions, Dewji was a law graduate from Mzumbe who after spending boring jobless years at home decided to bond and work with a certified electrician who used to be a drinker at Dewji's father bar, Dewji therefore became astonishingly expert layman in electricity who never missed any tender fixing electrical issues in homes and offices.
Fortunately dexterous Dewji one day encountered Eng. Wilber who summoned him in his office for some serious AC issue which he quickly fixed and offered a very handy technical advice thereafter, Mr. Wilber was actually astonished by Dewji's aptitude and his quick resolution of the problem who spontaneously admired him and demanded his contacts and address, the following day Mr. Wilber called Dewji and addressed his offer of incorporating him in his personal office as his general assistant which Dewji quickly approved. Dewji therefore thanked luck plus his consistent efforts in his career, Wilber exceedingly liked him for his modesty, composure, discipline, decence and mostly for his unparalleled expertise therefore he was taking him along everywhere he was surveying and vacationing and was paying him handsomely.
That's how Dewji picked a ripened orange under a mango tree, Fansidar was a driver at the corporation who graduated a bachelor of science in botanical sciences at the University of Dar-Es-Salaam a faculty that the late his uncle insisted him to undertake promising to find him a job in Canada where he spent his scholar years in botanical sciences and resided a little before he died of a liver related disease, he was much of a pisshead though, Ooh what an untimely depart!
The hope of job for desperate Fansidar was presumably forever gone, for the profession he pursued for lacked governmental backup in terms job policies, unfortunately he intersected an era when government ceased to expand researches in study of plants and foreign plantation investors were encountered with stringent investment policies reppelling them away, there was a job crisis from a forest sector to a plant science field, Ooh what a dismal foret sector era it was!
But Fans was street smart, he was flexible, non-fragile and a versatile guy who learned diverse skills just by himself, he was good at drawing and intermittently earned some bucks for it, he was the best at digital graphics and signboard designing which earned him a lot when he was at UDSM, he used to own a classic wear shop dubbed "pamba nyepesi", he actually was even anonymously doing tattooing sometimes back in high school, he was doing all of this before he graduated his bachelor degree and no sooner had he graduated his bachelor degree than he started working in a micro loan office belonging to his friend's affluent family in DSM, the wages at the loan office weren't exactly matching his goals so he always thought of a way out .
He worked in the loan office for two months before he was connected to a brokerage system by his long time street guy he hooked up with during his study years at the University, Fansidar embarked in brokerage and was a housing and estate broker who seemed to have fit well in that as the deals were enormously fattening his pockets and bank accounts, but nothing is really pure and a journey to success is like an undulating ride on a rollercoaster, you won't be on the same point Everytime or it's like standing in a random point in a labyrinth, you can't spontaneously predict an exact exit route, you must suffer some confusion first before you are out.
There was ongoing feud heating up amongst brokers which Fans feared would cost him time and might disadvantage his financial savings so he quit the brokers Union and soon later renounced everything in brokerage, at least now he had something to start with but he wanted something more so he constantly conferred with his brother for five days or so and his brother promised to find him a driver job though it seemed a nightmare because first a driver job was a high paying job in the corp, a payee was receiving not less than 1.5 mill Tsh so it was a delicate position and second is; an employee is always disciplined and decent so at any time there cannot arise a random reason to fire one person and replace another instantly.
Dewji had a second year in the Telecom corp when his younger brother just graduated his bachelor degree, days went by, days were shone, nights were dark, a week passed and booom! One day a driver for the boss steps in the office and shouts to the boss in ecstasy that his so long scholarship application for a master's degree in transportation and logistics in Sweden has recently been approved and he leaves in two days, the boss congratulates him but is left with a burden of filling this abrupt vacancy, but Dewji briefs him about his brother who has a driving license and a corresponding VETA certificate, the boss wakes from depression and through Dewji orders Fans to show up at the office before the next day's noon.
Dewji knows right that Fans did undergo an officially recognized driving course but does not have a certificate currently. Fan's driving certificate was allegedly stolen by his ex girlfriend as a revenge for Fans' hard infused behavior of promiscuity and infidelity, but Fans didn't mind soliciting new certificate from the appropriate authorities because he didn't necessarily need it by the time . Dewji has no doubts about Fans not having a driving certificate as he knows how cunning and sharp witted his brother is.
Dewji is in his office introspectively pondering about the nepotism vacancy filling work his boss assigned onto him, he then quickly picks a phone and calls his brother, the two talk for less than thirty minutes before they all dive into enchantment. Fans ensures his brother to settle a driving certificate issue within hours, his brother grins in complimenting him for his quick witts. Fans grew up with unending curiosity throghout, he usually thought of mastering miscellaneous skills and arts, and in such rewarding virtue, he self-learnt driving just after he graduated his secondary education using his retired headmaster's pickup hilux and decided to outrightly undertake a three month driving course at VETA vocational training centre, and therefore became diversely adept at different motor-vehicles, sometimes he used to drive Fuso Mitsubishi delivering wholesale goods from town to interior parts, and letter a car learner civil servant's driver, a job he quit after advancing in high school.
When its dawning in the new day, as Dewji stirs on bed he picks a phone from Fans informing him that he is few miles away criusing to his home, no way this man started driving in midnight a custom that most private drivers opt in evading road inconviniences and commuted and passenger traffic jams, Fans borrowed a car from his classmate who was a doctor in Daresalaam and he was cruising down homeland in the south along with a driving lisence and an new original VETA driving certificate he processsed the day before, it is by no means that he had a friend in the vocational training center who helped process his certificate within hours.
The two meet at Dewji's half finished home and in haste rush to the office who coincidently meet Mr. wilber alighting from his new model Lexus, Dewji greeted the old man and introduced his brother to him who learns he met his new driver.
Things needed not go formal, the boss solicited Fans' licence and certificate right there in an open sight which after he observed and handed them back, approved Hans as his new driver. Hans therefore begged his boss for a two day journey back to Daresalaam to return his friend's car and fetch his other belongings, the guy rushed into the city and after two days he was back at the office now officially commencing his work.
The sibling pair never felt lousy working together at the corp, everyday was filled with delight, pride, confidence and progress enthusiasm for these two brothers. Mr. Wilber liked Hans as well who had now become humble, tireless and ingenious in fixing and modifying car parts and design.
That's how Hans was hired at the telecom corp without hassle or grind with an effortless assistance from his brother.
The two teens kept adhering to their regular careers, as Hans waking up early in the morning cruises his boss' Lexus or the corp's landcruiser to his boss' gate, picking up his boss he heads to the office and drives back home in the afternoon or evening or rather often driving him to the HQ in Daresalaam and distant regions usually for data report presentation, problem analyses in telecom summits, project and digital services commencements, and major universities convocations, driving him off region was sometimes alone or was a corporate car crew cruising the tarmacs.
To Fans it formally was a paying and really a high paying and delicate job but always it felt to him like classic adventures touring executive hotels and meet most revered intellects and figures it was a great honor and pride for him.
Dewji on the other hand could wake up in the morning, gears up his second hand Subaru achieved on loan, heading straight to the office and as an experienced and expert technical assistant he could do all hands-on jobs his boss was obliged to do and he was doing that splendidly, and as a bachelor degree holder and especially in law it deemed to his many co-workers and subordinates as a convicted and literate staff, however most of his seniors too highly revered him and went hats-off for his otstanding dexterity.
Dewji was technically his own boss except that he was not doing an executive and authoritative paperwork, and hee too did not lag behind in traversing inter-regionally as his boss was occassionally picking him along in travelling off region in order to further his technical skills and expereince the constantly progressing technology world, and to him too it seemed like both work and pleasure getting exposed and exploring the world.
Everyone knows how contextually it feels and be working close to the boss, these two folks got lucky out of many casual workers dealing right near the supreme top figure Mr Wilber. With the two brothers' diligence and passion for the work, it surely attracted most of Wilder's acceptance and interest in them to the extent of taking them in as his own sons, Wilder was a mild Catholic who skewedly also earnestly believed in reincarnation a belief held by most modern Indians, his benevolence virtue always made him fulfill charitable acts to the socioeconomically disadvantaged communities.
His wages plus overtime payment were exceptionally high so he was an affluent public servant. A trio of the two brothers plus their boss typically looked like a family operating some private company but it was only diligence and discipline that kept them bonded, Mr Wilber occasionally paid bills for them on several liabilities and sometimes funded them for their business openings and birthday parties just to show love for the boys.
It happened once that Wilber got a job transfer order, this felt quite impossible for the two fellows and all other workers at the corp, and the employees had to put legal and illegal efforts to restrain their boss, Wilder therefore learnt the affection and fondness his most workers had on him. So the boss was the corp's sweetheart who after figuring out his indispensability and love he deservedly gets, started reciprocating love though implicitly so no one knows its a deliberate karma which may feel or be received dully.
You won't deny the fact that, the tit for tat love and sincere cooperation at the corp evolved into exemplary harmonized team work which in no way effected outstanding performance for the magazines prolificly headlined its phenomenal ingenious and innovative projects, services, and tech devices, the corp soon was dubbed "a titan for technology proliferations" and the profesor was renowned for the masterpieces he invented and engineered.
It was going a second year since Hans reunited with his brother at the corp and now an elder brother was preparing for a marriage ceremony in a month, Dewji was polite, solemn but firmly convicted in serious issues and talking about relationships he always was prudently dating ladies for marriage purposes, he usually had a decent and traditional way of intimate relationships but of course a modern and classic courtiship style who obsessively used to read love story novels and was a little infused with western civilization that attributed to the character heretofore recounted, he always was open in relationships and however less promiscuous.
And then the day arrived and Dewji married the love of his life, the ceremony was a deluxe kind of celebration, the newlywed and their sweetheart table together looked like a piece of heaven on earth, Fans was a master ceremony who managed to cheer up the banquet really well. Workmates, and other invitees dressed the finest suits and tuxedoes and women rocked with luxury fabric stylish gowns, the ceremony hall was possessed with a theme of magnificence and fineness and to finish up Prof Wilder was a guest of honor therefore you know how it really felt compacting a pack of telecom engineers and other technology scholars, intellects and polymaths in the fifth spatial apartment in a seven storey building who possess the future in hand - a belief that obsessively I hold to be true and certain because obviously eras, centuries and extensive periods can distinctively be differentiated by means of pointing out the technological inventions and advancements arising in a chain of time so these tech guys are basically the gods of human advancements.
The professor gave out a remarkable and insightful speech and then people exploded in applause at the end, Dewji was married that day and therefore had completed one of the stages in manhood.
Hans was a cunning womanizer who of course fathered one boy but was just edhering to the customary protocol of not getting married before an elder brother does, therefore this promiscuous brother was happy after his brother's wedding who would not wait to wed his half-caste, tall and curvy lady who was a media personality and a famous radio presenter.
A month later this Dewji's brother gets married and the couple enters a delightful journey in a marriage, Fans' wedding ceremony was as much attractive as his brother's except that it was featured with expensive rolls royce for the newlywed, a grand Mercedes limousine for the relatives and a pack of new model chevrolet, cadilacs and other best cars of his car-junkie affluent and tycoon friends.
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๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฅ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด
Mr Wilber had served passionately and devotedly at the corp and especially for the technological welfare of the nation, the telecom corp was naturally suited for administering carrier services and expanding and advancing wireless communication but with this wise restless genius the corporation went beyond and became a tech conglomerate. Mr Wilder was highly renowned as a tech pioneer and was now aging through his retirement years.
Wilder who grew up in Michigan was a father of one daughter who was a lecturer in Detroit and a son, wealthy businessman and a postgraduate accountant at Harvard, his son was hoarding awful riches: twenty high class hotels, a dozen exorbitantly expensive cars, countless businesses and a very fat account to name a few. It would be a hectic story narrating how Wilder's grandparents emigrated into US from India so let's not get into that or how Wilder spent scholar years at MIT and his corresponding academic achievements at the uni so let's not switch attention to that.
As the old man was nearing his employment years and as he was just struggling to withstand his insidious senectitude, his wealthy son was constantly beseeching him to retire early and go back to US for enjoyous retirement which his father was often turning down but now the end was nearing, in just a year he was going to retire. His son already portioned half his wealth for dad's post retirement years.
The professor's final years at the corp with the male siblings were fantastic and Prof. Wilder had secretly planned a surprise about his retirement pensions so he kept winding up his tenure as months counted down.
It was quite a plight of sadness for workers to prepare for the impending Wilder's physical absence at the corp but were clumsily accepting it no way, and about desolation that began to surface at the corp's offices Wilder was smart enough to rally the situation everytime.
Workers with a mix of joy and sorrow prepared for Wilder's retirement ceremony a day before, then the official end arrived the following day : around the corp's compounds was a beautiful flowerly and greeny loose park where tents were erected and decorations catching invitees' attentions, in that morning birds were chirping and singing as clouds were slowly opening the blue skies and sunshine lightly overshadowing figures on the healthy green meadow, it was a magnificent sight. Everyone was seated neat in formal suits or rather classy codes as the retirement feast procession was commencing, a handful of important seniors at the corp began with recounting on the enormous achievements that Wilder made while in office following with their frank gratitude for progressing the office at a meteoric speed within a decade, pointing out his unique qualities they outilned coarsely on the diverse tech fields the old man brought about at the now tech titan.
It was now a turn on Wilder himself to address the gathered ladies and gentlemen before him, he started narrating about how desperately he strived to reshape the corp early on his arrival at the corp while it was somehow decrepit and neglected, he went down to how he now began to envision greater things on the corp that if a moderate person was told, would definitely debunk the plans as not viable but here the corp is, just as he envisioned. Underpinning the virtues and motives for his phenomenal breakthrough he jumped to the last part of his speech, I qoute this essential part;
"........ ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด (๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ซ๐ช) ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด (๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ) ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต. ๐ ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด. ๐๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ 200 ๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ป๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ฆ 150 ๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ป๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด (๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ซ๐ช) ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด (๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด), ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ.... "
Dewji and Fans were seated on the front row and weren't totally ready to hear such pleasing words, everyone of these two looked the other in a momentarily silent smile before they stood and hugged each other before the mass in joy.
The ceremony was ended and the boys rushed to the proffesor to thank him for enriching them, in reply Mr Wilder urged the two to keep up the hard work while he retires and insisted on planning something lucrative or sustainably constructive on the money he pledged for them. Mr Wilder was in a hurry flying back to the US with his wife for his rare second MIT (Massachusetts Institute of technology) students reunion, the alumni convocation. so the next day he brought the boys to his favorite bank branch and transacted money to their accounts and each one received 75 million Tanzanian Shillings, it was an enormous amount of money acquired at once, for a reverent person like Prof Wilder the pensions parastatal would receive a single call from a powerful stateman and get his pensions processed within hours.
Mr Wilder the third day was escorted to the airport in Dar Es Salaam exclusively by the two boys and one of his favorite other worker, at the airport entrance he promised to pay frequent visits back in Tanzania and meet his former workers physically, then he flew and that was his ultimate end on an African soil.
The boys were left with a mix of loneliness and happiness, their new boss was such a worker but kind and charming always on the other side, his names read Dr. Mohammed Yusuf an Egyptian telecom intellect and most respected lecturer at Cairo University who in furthering his tech researches found himself unexpectedly hired in Tanzania.
It took no time for male and female workers at the corp to get used their new boss who in some way acted strictly believing in rigor for more excellence and breakthrough as his obsessive quest was to execute unprecedented progress that no predecessor has ever achieved nor imagined.
He formulated several slogans that basically urge or render workers passionate about their work and ardent for a sophisticated and tech-run world, he really was naturally set for work with a result oriented mindset.
The two boys, his driver and an assistant grew fond of him and the vice versa was true, the siblings worked even harder and smarter to shine and protect their careers on the wave of powerful competition amongst tech based institutions, companies and corporates. And therefore they ultimately managed to excel each in their own place regardless of their disparate careers fields.
Inspite of the ongoing regular routine at work, and given the copious lots of money they recently acquired the two brothers were highly engrossed in how they could plan on it, it was quite a while of obsession.
Mr Wilder having rewarded them money, they kept it a secret except for their immediate family members and for everyone who attended the ceremonial farewell for Mr Wilder but no close friends or other folks lucked out to know the brothers' jackpot like fortune.
Days went by as Dewji and Fansidar kept pondering about how to use or invest their money, few coworkers volunteered to explain some lucrative projects but the boys were still cautious of the viability and afterall they just wanted to accumulate more composure to kick start whatever they thought was financially meaningful.
It'd be quite a hard work striving to please Mohamed at work and run some big capital project at the same time, it was possible but with a very calm mind but also it was awfully ominous that ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ away days after days, months after months, lifespan was ceaselessly counting down.
Like everyone, Dewji used to have his aspirations and ambitions, as he was maturing and started to hustle on his own he usually thought of a number of extensive and upscale projects ; he aspired to own and run his own schools, he thought of having a real estate company, have his own food processing industry and sometimes he even imagined of overseeing his car yards, all of which faintly sounded like nightmares but now he was seeing things nearing manifestation but still he was cautious and anxious about the the viability and efficacy of all the aspired projects and others he was advised.
Fans also wasn't impulsive but he too was anxious, still recalling his extant long established aspirations of owning his own super big and comprehensive gym, managing his own supermarket, be a head of his own transportation company and his obsession of having his own dispensary, these ambitions never resided the boy's mind as mere imaginations but were felt like sheer wills to himself as he was always tenaciously convicted and determined, he swore to achieve by any means.
The two folks were heeding various financial consultants' advices, they read books of economy and financial ideas and always spent countless hours on the internet on some investment, business, market articles and business inspirational stories and anecdotes.
Some folks discovered the stealthy obsession that the two were going through and they too tried to attach to the pair and pour their thoughts but the boys were always denying about the possession of the plenty amounts of money.
A year and half passed without the two brothers' reaction on the field of investment, Mr Mohammed became wild at work but the wisest, and things were becoming more prosperous at the corp.
Dewji and Fans grew more diligent and masterful each in his own carreer, to some extent they minimized attention on the investment obsession but each on his own became dearly addicted to some inspirational business media icon or some 'success' motivational speaker - Fans became fond of SirJeff Deniss, an inspirational teen who thrived from humble beginnings and is now a young billionaire, a CEO of his own companies and he is most notably known for shedding light on forex business and crypto currency to most youthful Tanzanian netizens an instance that earned him enormous fame.
He won an entrepreneurship award, was featured on Forbes, interviewed by DW and often tutored on forex business, addressed aspirants of entrepreneurship a number of times and also attended numerous economic summits, words are so many to describe his biography but that's a lot about him.
His inspirational Instagram posts for his fellow youths are what have captivated many adults and teens.
Dewji became addicted to Joel Nanauka their zone mate, a motivational speaker, genius and author, who sometimes emerged the second best student in 2002 SCEE results national wide. Joel founded several charitable schemes during his scholar years at the university of Dar Es Salaam, a young politician who has already served in the two powerful national political parties and has impacted hugely during his service.
He is best known for his book "timiza malengo yako" a success diary that expounds sixty techniques used by most successful and famous people in the world, so what interested Dewji is the overall list of virtues and qualities one should assimilate in order to tackle challenges, persevere in success journey plights, develop and sustain in any positive growth or achievement.
He was reading the book with the utmost enthusiasm and understanding and finally he figured out that what differentiates one person under the same conditions and privileges from another in striving for growth isn't the material entity but the disposition and character traits and especially fervidness which basically engineers the whole process of developing virtues, character traits, intuitive skills and disposition to the ultimate goal of achieving something.
Fans was busy with SirJeff Deniss a believer in business for poverty alleviation individually who never stops mobilizing his fellow youths to understand the need to fight against individual poverty or for financial freedom, one of SirJeff's frequent stances was to wake
the youth (his common audience) from the fear of painful hustle and start tolerantly grinding for success as he constantly posted on Instagram
"๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ?"
Indicating that through the torturing journey of success you just suffer temporarily but are looking forward to and eventually achieve greater things.
He believed that the majority youths were in a delusional fear and contentment.
Fans was always stuck to this pop cultured digital marketer and a fintech addict, he kept perusing his economy insights on social media regularly as he became a finance enthusiast trying to widen his scope on diverse investment from digital to physically happening economies.
A while of weeks passed before he figured out another important point among SirJeff's stances and views, Fans discovered that Sirjeff was often insisting on youths to grind hard and master and amass wealth before the age of "thirty" and that getting rich at the age of "forty" or above is meaningless.
The boy admired the rational wits of SirJeff about the fact of the true meaning of grinding and enjoying life.
SirJeff correctly theorized that the immediate reason of a human to hustle is make ends meet and alleviate poverty but in so doing it is important to understand the scale and segments of a lifespan and how to take part in each segment accordingly in order to enjoy life to the fullest because the purpose of grinding and hustling is not to toil and suffer forever in an average lifespan but to put hard pressure on the early years of a lifespan so as to fully enjoy the rest of the lifespan;
"๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ" - thought the rationally curious Fans.
This improvised slogan kept wandering within the mind of Fans before he could no more contain it from his brother.
One morning Fans woke up and called his brother:
Dewji: ๐๐ฆ๐บ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ด, ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต
Fans: ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ
Dewji: ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ
Fans: ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต!
Fans and Dewhi later on that day met and discussed lengthly on the urgent need to start investing soon. Fans wasn't above thirty while his brother was thirty when they decided to venture on businesses. The two brothers buckled up to divide focus on their regular jobs and on their new investments.
Dewji ventured on real estate as he believed would well kick start his success, he owned his own company named "Southern Estates". The company did well and grew in popularity and prosperity, and Dewji was smart enough to open his own secondary schools which was exceedingly famous and flourishing using his unfading popularity and now he was dubbed a "tycoon from the telecorp" in town.
His son and daughter schooled in overseas countries and his wife was a prominent and powerful politician, that was really the meaning of good life before the age of forty.
Fans decided to open his own mini supermarket, it was a very sophisticated and comprehensive locale for shopping whatever one wanted which featured almost all payment systems recognized all over the world, there was a section of very convenient group of agents who would carefully curate most people's favorite products and or order and deliver them from almost all trading platforms in the world to your door step, this was all because Fans was a tech and digital guy always thinking to sophisticate things around.
In the following year he expanded his mini supermarket market to a full supermarket and was now a mogul in merchandise enterprise, famous and young. After shining through his supermarket popularity amd prosperity, he dared open his depot company near where they call Mtwara Southern Ports, it wasn't built like a simple and humble construction but a gigantic structure spanning tens of meters away, finely finished with glass or metal coverings and highly sophisticated, it was all a resort for depot services on the southern zone for its best customer care services, and the real services.
Fans was in more than affluence and richness, his family especially his son and daughters attended the best and expensive schools in US and Canada and his wife was on a mission to start her own radio station in Dodoma, and that's how the young Fans fought fear and amassed wealth before forty.
One day Fans nd Dewji together with their families arranged a feast to celebrate their success, the ceremony was highly expensive and everyone that was invited enjoyed and was inspired by the achievements of the two brothers.
It was one day when Fans visited his friend in Dar Es Salaam who hired him in their family's micro loan office when they just graduated their first degree.
The father of his friend was a senior lecturer at IFM in Dar and it was like a coincidence that when he visited them, there was a graduation at IFm about to happen the following day. So his friend told him to accompany him and his father along in the graduation procession which he agreed.
Then tomorrow arrived and the trio drove to the university's compounds, the procession started while these three men were seated in the MVP section observing as undergraduates were being confered their degrees and become graduates, the procession didn't end before the head of the university stood people from his high table to the MVP section to recognize them and when Fans stood, the mass erupted in claps and applause, and that's when the university's head recognized him as the owner of "Southern Malls" as he saw him featured in multiple billboards in Mtwara and Dar Es Salaaam where Fans opened his branches, his malls were uniquely modern and were the favorites of the aflluent class and the majority university students.
The head of the university didn't wait to welcome him onto the high table floor and let him introduce himself and give an appropriate speech to the skilled accountants and economists.
Fans rushed to the high table, approached a podium and began with introducing himself and went to how desperate hired jobs became after he graduated, to how he lucked out the money at the telecorp to how he started doing his own businesses and resign work at the corp to become a mogul in malls and depot, in his last words he spelled elaborate points for the scholars, I quote these words:
"....... ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐น๐ต๐ณ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ง๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ช๐ฑ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ต. ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ด.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ถ๐ญ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐บ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ, ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐บ, ๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ท๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ป๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ญ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐บ, ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ๐ด, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐๐ญ๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ'๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ต, ๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ, ๐ง๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฏ ๐ด๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ท๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด"
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I dedicate this inspiring story to my young brothers Deus and Hansgar
