Adeus Kortso Vellu Pauta

Ruth Lobo
Published on 16 Feb 2015

ADEUS KORCHO VELLU PAULO (It's Time To Say Goodbye)

Three Violins and a Cello. All women.String Quartet. Please give a listen to this timeless beautiful classic by clicking on the following link. An instrumental version of a popular Goan Konkani Mando, bidding farewell to a loved one, rendered in classical style. Music by Torquato de Figueiredo (1876-1948) Arranged for Strings by Victor Rangel-Ribeiro. Musicians Eshvita Nazareth, Judy Fernandes, Goretti Pinheiro, Teresa Figueiredo, Filmed by Ruth Lobo & Douglas Garcias

GLOBAL WARMING IS FOR REAL

Viva Goa

Vacation India 2016 Goa1

Crab Mentality

Cycling Route

Cycling Route on the Trail

 - Mississauga - 

2.5 km round trip.

Tonferns Clock

Que Sera Sera - Doris Day - Idol of our childhood and teens.

Growing up as a kid in the late 1950's, and as a teenager in the early 1960's, we frequently heard Doris Day's 'Que Sera Sera' played on the 'Emisora de Goa' (Radio Station during the Portuguese time in Goa) and on 'Radio Ceylon' (now Sri Lanka). This song was on everyone's lips. It was my Mom's favourite too. I heard her hum the tune as she went about doing her house-hold chores everyday, some of which included an ongoing project like a sweater that she would knit, a lost button on my school uniform or a shoe-lace that she would replace, or the lengthening of my shorts as I grew up almost by the week. The lyrics were even translated into Konkani which went like this:

Aslom tednam aum laan burgo,

Maink moje avem ho vichar kelo,

Zaith aum sobit, guirest vhodlo,

Osso zabab dilo.

Zaunchem zatelem,

Goddchem poi tem goddtelem,

Noxibantlem meutelem,

Zaunchem zatelem.

Rest in Peace

Doris Day

Born : April 3, 1922

Died: May 13, 2019 

Gondolas of Venice 1996

"The Tour, My Harmonica and Me" 

My family and I were on a bus tour of Europe in the year 1996. Halfway riding across Europe, our family of five came to be known as 'the music family" to the rest of the bus-load of tourists because we sang sometimes without boring them. So, while we were in Venice in Italy, our tour guide hired a bunch of gondolas for a tour through the canals under the arched bridges. Thinking that it was appropriate, and rightly so, he let us board on the gondola that had a duo of  musicians on board - a tenor and an accordionist. Halfway on the gondola ride,  I showed my harmonica to the musicians. Immediately, they asked to me play something. And I obliged playing 'Santa Lucia' in the key of C Major, probably to their great surprise. I guessed it sounded quite delightful to everyone's ears, with a subtle back-up on the accordion, finally letting the accordionist lead into the finale, while tourists on the accompanying gondolas and tourists over the arched bridges cheered on, much to my delight, thus making it my day.

COMPAY SEGUNDO-Guantanamera.WMV

Harmonica Episode 3. Thought you'd find this amusing. I was one in a group of 8 people (family and friends) standing in line among other passengers at an airport bound for Cuba awaiting security clearance. My harmonica, which I usually carry, showed in the X-Ray screening of my carry-on luggage. The lady officer asked me to open my bag. Looking at the harmonica, the officer goes: "What's this?" "My harmonica" I replied. "Do you know how to play it?" she asked. "Yes, of course, I do" I said. "Really?" the officer queried, "then can you play something?" "Certainly", I stated. "Go ahead", she said. "Is it okay to play it here?" I asked. "Yes, it's alright" she says. Then without hesitation, like 'un hombre sincero', I rendered a version of my favourite, none other than 'Guantanamera', which came to me spontaneously. The officers were convinced that there was nothing else inside the harmonica other than 2 brass plates with reeds while other passengers were held in an utter gasp, amused, amazed and puzzled perhaps all at the same time. I was happy, relieved and thankful that my 40-year old harmonica was not confiscated. I was glad that I got a rare audience and a unusual chance to play at an airport of all places. I often reminisce and tell my friends about this odd one of a kind incident in my life. Playing an original Cuban song before boarding an airplane bound for Cuba that delighted everyone - like a prelude, a precursor to music that the tourists would definitely hear in the days ahead in the restaurants and nightclubs during their stay in Cuba - was simply exhilarating. Please give a listen to a classic rendition by Compay Segundo (a.k.a. Máximo Francisco Repilado Muñoz Telles) #Stories #HarmonicaEspisode
  

Moonriver in Porto - Ponte Luis I Bridge, Porto, Portugal

By the way, I have an interesting anecdote regarding this song. Two years ago my wife, my two daughters, one son-in-law and myself went on a vacation to Portugal. While we were strolling along the famous Dom Luis I Bridge between the cities of Porto and Vila Nova de Gaia over the Douro River, I took out my tiny Hohner Harmonica (which I always carry on my travels) from my jacket pocket and started playing 'Moonriver' by placing my hat on the ground, on sudden impulse - just for kicks. My daughter Dahlia filmed this, and by the end of the song, tourists started throwing coins into my hat! The hat could have possibly seen enough Euros for a dinner for five had I covered few more tunes, but there wasn't enough time. Our group had to move on.

Moonriver in Porto - Ponte Luis I Bridge, Porto, Portugal

A Tribute to Mrs. Joyce Muffty

My wife Edna and I are extremely sorry to hear about the passing away of a fine lady - Mrs. Joyce Muffty. My earliest memories of first meeting her go way back to the year 1967 in Abu Dhabi at St. Joseph's Club, where I met her son Dennis also for the first time. Dennis and I became friends instantly. I had just started work, was 21 years old, new to the place and did not know many people. My parents lived in Goa. From then on, Mr. & Mrs. Muffty treated me like their own son and never failed to invite me for dinner or lunch for Christmas and Easter. At the Christmas get-together at St. Joseph's, Mrs. Muffty made me sit at their family table. I still cherish these memories.

Our thoughts and prayers are with all members of the Muffty family. Please accept our heartfelt sympathies. May the Almighty God give you the strength and courage to bear this irreparable loss at this difficult time of sorrow. May thoughts and fond memories bring you comfort. May her soul rest in eternal peace. She lived her life to the full and surely touched the hearts of many people in her life. 

Mrs. Joyce Muffty has my greatest admiration as a very loving, considerate, generous, kind and caring lady. She made me sit among her children at the dining table - Dennis, Ozzie, Jerry. Lenny, Rolly and Diana.

These are my few words in a small and humble tribute to honour the exemplary life of Mrs. Joyce Muffty, and to express our love and admiration for her.

May the memories and thoughts of happier times bring comfort to her family members, loved ones and friends who will miss her dearly.


Gone but not forgotten. We have indeed lost a truly kindhearted, gentle and loving person, devoted to her family, and a great woman and mother of our time. May her soul rest in eternal peace.

With our most heartfelt condolences.

Tony & Edna
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A Garland of Songs of Sir Cliff Richard

An Ode with a Garland of Song Titles

'NOW NOT ON TALKING TERMS'

by Tony Fernandes

When I was a 'Bachelor Boy'

I was living among 'The Young Ones'

And often went on a 'Summer Holiday'

by 'Travelling Light'
While my friends said,
"Congratulations".

I imagined it would be
"A Wonderful Life",
I thought 'Constantly' that

 she was like a 'Living Doll'

with 'Lucky Lips',

a perfect 'Theme For a Dream'

and a wonderful creation,

'A Human Work of Art'.

"Love is Forever", l assumed,
When she sang

she sounded like

'A Voice in the Wilderness'

and I was convinced

She sure was

'Wired for Sound'

When we met,

We were like 'Silhouettes'

in 'Spanish Harlem'

But then one day when I asked her

'Do You Wanna Dance'

She replied: 'Move it'

See you 'The Next Time'.

'I'm your Puppet' I said

'My Heart is an Open Book' I pleaded

but I will still 'Miss You Nights'
with love as much as "Ocean Deep"

I confessed.

And after all was said and done

it was like 'The Twelfth of Never';

It seemed 'It was all in the Game',
as when 'When Two Hearts Drift Apart',

and now 'Nine times out of Ten'

'We Don't Talk Anymore'!

By Tony Fernandes