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Friday, November 29, 2013

Edna's Pickles at One Of A Kind Show Christmas 2013




'TONBUILT' TRUCKS
WARMED UP & READY TO ROLL OUT
ON DELIVERIES
AT 
ONE OF A KIND
 CHRISTMAS SHOW & SALE
 28 Nov. to 8 DEC. 2008
DIRECT ENERGY CENTRE
DOWNTOWN TORONTO

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

CHRISTMAS AT EDNA'S PICKLES - Twelve Flavours for Twelve Days of Christmas

CHRISTMAS AT EDNA'S PICKLES
Twelve Flavours for Twelve Days of Christmas


On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
An Eggplant in a pear tree
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On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree
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On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree
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One the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four Savoury Carrots
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Super Spicy
Four Savoury Carrots
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
...............
On the Sixth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Savoury Carrots
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Seventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Seven Sweet Lime
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Savoury Carrots
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Eight Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eight Veggie Medleys
Seven Sweet Limes
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Pear Chutneys
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Ninth Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Nine Cabbage Delights
Eight Veggie Medleys
Seven Sweet Limes
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Pear Chutneys
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Tenth Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Ten Mango-Gherkins
Nine Cabbage Delights
Eight Veggie Medleys
Seven Sweet Limes
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Pear Chutneys
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Eleventh Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eleven Cranberry Delights
Ten Mango-Gherkins
Nine Cabbage Delights
Eight Veggie Medleys
Seven Sweet Limes
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Pear Chutneys
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.
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On the Twelfth Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Twelve Sweet Mango Mashes
Eleven Cranberry Delights
Ten Mango-Gherkins
Nine Cabbage Delights
Eight Veggie Medleys
Seven Sweet Limes
Six Triple Mixes
Five Super Spicy
Four Pear Chutneys
Three Tangy Limes
Two Green Apple Chutneys
And an Eggplant in a pear tree.




Saturday, November 16, 2013

Rideau Canal, Ottawa, Canada


View of the Rideau Canal
from Elgin Street.
On the left is the Government of Canada Conference Centre.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Monday, November 11, 2013

LEST WE FORGET - They shall not grow old...


They shall grow not old,
 as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Benito the Handyman

      BENITO
The Strongman of Yesteryear

         Benito, the handyman, (Abdonio’s brother) was the tallest man in the village, standing at more than six feet (I think he must have been a least 6’4”). This amazing and admirable man had quite a remarkable stamina for his lean body frame that could very well have been made of steel! He could lift a ‘vanso’ or a ‘patti’ (a 15 ft long 4 in. x 4 ceiling rafter) single-handed.

        Having a wry and subdued sense of humour, it seemed he never got tired of doing any work. He was an expert for precisely divining water patches in the fields for irrigation purposes, and helped to dig perfectly square wells and prepare the fields for cultivation very diligently, and estimate the exact quantity of tiles and other material one would need just by looking at an unfinished roof.

        He was a man for all night emergencies, including bringing the doctor to the homes of the villagers during sickness, come rain or shine, day or night – a walking ambulance of a bygone blissful era. Whenever he accompanied us on errands or to night ladianhas (famous sung litanies of Goa), to Tiatros (late night Konkani dramas) or to Christmas or Easter midnight mass, we were never afraid of the dark.

         Benit Titi, as the young lads of the village called him, was famous for his strong thick coir rope knots that he tied and held roof rafters, beams, huts and canopies that were bound together. Simply put, the knots were very difficult to untie. A master in the construction and decoration of a ‘matou’ (a very large canopy) for weddings in the village, at most times he did not require a ladder, obviously as he was very tall, perhaps the tallest man in the village of Guirim. He would accompany us to the nearby streams for a swim during the summer months and we felt happy and safe in his company as he would easily wade across the shallow streams helping us while we were learning to swim.

         He made quick and short work of most things. We could never have constructed the ‘matou’ without him (especially for the chapel village feast of Holy Name of Jesus) that was held annually on the 2nd of January. I remember that he was the only one who could retrieve the ‘petromax’ from the hook of any ceiling at the end of a litany, wedding or any other function and call it a night.

Sunday, November 03, 2013

Atam kitem tankam aum sangoum (What will I tell them now?)




Atam kitem tankam aum sangoum?

Sounsar aum bonvlom,
Zaitea lokak meulom
Sobith and xanthikaiechem
Goa munnon mojem
Tuji vhodvikai sogleank sangli
Tednam maka tannim dili
Vhodd xebaski
Punn aiz mojea kalzak
Kitem Goeam goddlem tem aikun
Chodd dukh bogli.

Mando, durpod, zothi
Ani xamaincheo kanniencheo
Bhov ugddas korim,
Thambonastanam naum Goenchem
Ani Goencheam locachem
Vhoir uklun aum dorim
To tunch maka sang atam
Kitem aum tankam sangoum

Kosli voddvikai anink urli?

Saturday, November 02, 2013

All Souls Day


A Reflection on our own mortality

The Journey

The sky opens
It waits for me
For my return journey
I look back and see
People behind me
They wave good-bye
I wave back
And quickly recall
When not so long ago
Their love
I did in fact ignore
Their friendship
I took for granted
They smile at me now
But for me it's too late
I cannot smile
I am lost
My time has come
To the great beyond

I have got to go.

Tony Fernandes

Friday, November 01, 2013

ALL SAINTS DAY

ALL SAINTS DAY
 - not only for all day today,
but forever. 

Saints offer us 

examples to imitate. 

My Father the Simple and Humble Man - Senior of Cumbiem Morod

My Father

~ the simple and humble man ~

(Seniors of Cumbiem Morod)
Guirim, Bardez, Goa

             The fourth in line of seniority was my father, Dionizio (Dennis) Fernandes. His first venture for employment in Bombay was in the 1920’s when he was in his early twenties. He worked hard and put aside savings to build a new home in the same spot where his grandfather’s house stood in our village. He then got married. We would have been 4 brothers had we not lost 2 due to sickness when young. My older brother and I were born in Bombay. After bringing me to Goa at the age of 6 for schooling, my father came home on leave every year to be with us, and also to repair the house and take care of other matters. Like what most sons would say, my father knew everything about everything, from history to politics, and science to geography. He acquired knowledge from reading newspapers and magazines endlessly, keeping himself abreast of international events and happenings. His World War 2 episodes were worth listening to, and one did not have to refer to an encyclopedia to write an essay in school.

              He spent his retired life in Goa. He persuaded labourers in the village to put aside savings and taught them how to open bank accounts, accompanying them to banks in Mapusa to have accounts opened for them in their name. People often came to ask him for advice when they were in difficult situations.


              My father was an active member in the Village Panchayat. He was also instrumental, along with other people of village community, to draft and send the very first application to the government for the urgent need of a road through our village and pursue its outcome with the authorities till he sadly passed away.