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Just a simple act.....

Saturday , a day set aside to complete my pending household chores. Had to rush to Panjim that day. Not being the sophiscated person that i am, i took the local city bus as usual. Many may have experienced the grievances that a traveller would have in these buses. Apart from the conductor screaming, fudhea yoh and fhatti wohse (the onesgood at these konkani spelling can ignore the error for the others it basically means in ple enlgish , push in front and fall on the others or go back and get squeezed among the others) , there are others problems, people trying to rob your purses, others just starring at you as though a woman is some sign of lustful thoughts etc. This incident happened in one such scenario. Some of these buses have the first two seats reserved for the handicapped or senior citizens, not that many of us pay much attention to what is written on these buses. Why would we, No smoking written have smokers smoking, 20 Standing written have atleast 50 squeezed in the bus. ...

Poems by Nadia M.Fernandes

Dreams It’s a world of fantasy, Taking you far from reality, Every heartfelt wish comes true, For me and for you. Loser become winners, Beggar’s, wear the rich men’s robe, Love not felt, is felt once more, Healing wounds which are sore. Heaven seems next door, Lovers not distant anymore, Wars all conquered, Peace and happiness restored. Dream, a little dream my friend, Suffering and sorrows it will end, When dusk changes to dawn, New hope it brought, try to hold on. Composed and written by Nadia M.Fernandes Down by the beach… As the stars shone above, In that clear and crystal sky, I heard your voice call my name, As the careless breeze passed me by. Saw the moonlight make love to the sea, As the busy crab hurried home, I felt your touch, you were by my side, Content, I wasn’t alone. As the sand kissed my feet, I watched the distant horizon, Saw nothing there but darkness, Until I s...

Should goan beaches be a symbol of disaster left unattended ?

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Should goan beaches be a symbol of disaster left unattended ? If one observe this photograph, one can see our own Goan shores now a total mess. Apart from the majestic River Princess which now seems to be an attraction to the Candolim beach, the menace of stray dogs is yet another problem. As I visited this beach to enjoy my evening, some of the goods thing that really caught my eye was its beautiful white sand, its inviting shacks, which luckily were not too many, the beautiful sunset and couple of tourist that were just enjoying the dusk…… a reminder of what our beaches were and presently are. Goa is still a tourist destination and we Goans should be proud of this fact, but what are we doing to preserve its beaches ? Its been years now that the River Princess issue has been in the limelight, perhaps a lot of talks and political discussions, but the fact remains, this huge boat is not lifted from the candolim shores. Why does it take years for a task like this t...

The people that matter………

Through out our lives we meet a lot of these god created creatures called “people”. First our parents, our siblings, next our friends , neighbors and others who make our life a total misery, our boss, our girlfriends/boyfriends etc. We could classify them as good, bad or just ok types. As learnt from a friend, in every bad person, there is always a little good in them, I agree, its true. Am sure even Hitler had something good in him, aah ya, artist!!! , he was a fine artist. I think he would have been the second Picasso if he only concentrated on this line and never entered politics. Anyways , in spite of the World War’s we can still appreciate the fact the he had some thing good in him. Well as far as I go, have come across a variety of them (these so called people), the lustful, the betrayers, the egoist, the friendly type, the cute types, the helpful, the playful, the pranksters but out of all these , the one that comes to my mind very often is a poor vegetable vendor.hmmm, interest...

CHAIRS...

CHAIRS !!! the word itself terrifies me. They are my greatest enemies, not sure what problem they have when I am around , perhaps they hate my bu* * or just get tickled with it cause they always seem to kiss the floor whenever I am around. Two such incidences !! First time, it happened when we were back from a picnic and decide to chill in a shack, along the beach. We approached a table with these plastic chairs rooted in the sand, I sat, I fell ! Thank god for blessing me with such great friends ,who sympathized and didn’t laugh. It doest end here, am sure most of you’ll must have listened to Britney Spears famous song, Baby, one more time !! On that I day I was in tune to that line. Somehow after struggling to literally plant that chair with sand, (only water and manure were remaining to be added ),baby, here we go one more time, Nadia takes a seat, Nadia’s off her seat ! My friends decided to leave the shack and go home instead , they were too tired to see it happening agai...

A letter to Dad

I thought of writing a letter to you, dad, a letter of thanks. Was wondering, why it really took me so long, rather 33 years of my life to thank you for the precious gifts that you have given to me throughout my life. Would like to express some of my thoughts and views too. They say, count your blessings everyday of your life, give more and expect less, this surely is the way of living a happy life. Sometimes we get so caught up with this competitive world, comparing ourselves to our neighbors, wanting exactly the same thing or even better than them, that we stop exploring our own potential. Its true, the world makes us blind, its also true, that, we have a choice, either allow ourselves to be filled with blindness or we change our glance elsewhere. I guess I have been drawn by this blindness, dad, and truly failed to explore the talents that you lovingly blessed me with. However when I turned 32, the phase of life that I went through for the past one year, made me realize, how foo...

In search of FAITH

As I looked up at the Wordweb software running on my computer and searched for the meaning of “Faith”, it showed me a couple of meanings, however the following caught my eye, it states “complete confidence in a person or plan”. Faith in God our father, indicates, strong trust and confidence in him and the holy trinity. How many of us ,Catholic, have that confidence in our creator ? If you are one of those who can openly say, Yes, I trust my creator and am ever ready to say yes to his holy will, then you need not carry on reading, cause this article are for those who are still in search of faith. One of my favorite verses from the bible is the one from the gospel of John, where the disciples were stuck in a huge storm and our Lord was asleep in the boat .We are all aware how it goes, in spite of Christ being by their side in that huge storm that was surrounding them, the huge waves splashing around and the likely hood that the boat would sink, they shivered with fear, how much more ...