[Goanet] SEQC April Quiz
Hi all, The Sunday Evening Quiz Club's Panjim Quiz for April will be held on the 7th of this month at 5.00 pm at the International Centre Goa, Dona Paula. The quiz will be hosted by Srijit Kumar, and is open to all. For more details, visit www.seqc.blogspot.com. Regards, Rajiv
[Goanet] The Best Religion
Hello Ana Maria, Like you there are many sincere and simple folk. I enjoyed your article "The Best Religion" - for your is Christianity. For others is their childhood or cultural RELIGION> There are two kinds of truths: a) Relative truth and b) Absolute truth. Relative truth is the one which relates to us. In your case it is Christianity. If the person was brought up a Budhist then his/hers is this "relative" TRUTH> In the Bible you do not find the word "christianity" and the word "christian is found twice or thrice. A Christian is the one who is an apprentice of Jesus. When our Lord walked in this earth, he had his Twelve disciples or apprentices, with whom he spent His life. In other words he traned them by doing and teaching. (See Acts 1:1-2) And the Twelve learned from Him. Their lives were revolutionized. Besides them He had others the 70 and maybe more. Jesus influenced ALL who walked with Him. Some were friends, the drunkards, the sex worker/s, the blind and the lame besides those who had AIDS (lepers). As we celebrate His resurection - we must remember that JESUS LIVES. Remember He never created "christianity" - but His ways were childlike (Mathew 18:1-3). Soon after His death He ascended, and promised to return. Return He will, sooner or later. In the meanwhile how does His life affect us today? a) He invites us thus:Mathew 11verse 28-29 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 29 Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. b) We respond by faith. Just ASK Him. BELIEVE He is alive and He means what He says and says what He means. It is an invitation. A call to "learn" you are not forced or asked to take an oath. One can choose for a religion insted of a relationship. Jesus calls us to a living relationship with God our Heavenly father, and after His RESURECTION this was made possible. To-day christianity is marketed in the "super churches" it is monopolized and commercialized. Today one has to shell our money for salvation there are spiritual middlemen or agents lurking around! Jesus gave His life free to ALL those by Faith respond to His invitation. As simple as that, but responding just by a mental assent is not enough. One has to follow Him and learn from Him and He is humble and meek. Remember meekness is not weakness. I love Jesus in my simplicity and sincerety. He had grace and guts! Grace from above and guts from below to those who opposed Him. What a Saviour! Have a blessed Passover. Petra
[Goanet] Godemodni in Goa
-- Samir Umarye KERI: Ghodemodni is an important form of warrior folkdance performed during Shigmo in some villages of Sattari, Bicholim, Pernem and Dharbandora talukas in Goa, Dodamarg taluka in Maharashtra and Khanapur taluka in Karnataka. It reflects the rich tradition of warfare inherited by the Maratha community that migrated from the Ghat region with horses, swords and better techniques of warfare. Today, with battles no longer using horses or weapons such as swords, lances and bows and arrows, it is left to ghodemodni to bring the past back to life. Cultural historian, the late Anant Dhume, had written, 'Ghodemodni has evolved from 'ghode mandani', meaning arrangement of horses for periodical exhibition of their training to evaluate fitness by the king.' 'The horses,' he explained, 'Were brought from Arabia, Persia and Afghanistan by Arab and Persian merchants via sea route to the Malabar coast and then to Goa. Villages like Naneli, Pali, Charavane, Ivre-Budruk, Ivre-Khurd, Golauli, Rive and Dongurli were an excellent amphitheatre for horse raids.' Once every two years, Mundalgiryache Mol in Sattari taluka's Thane village, witnesses a spectacular ghodemodni performance, with 14 dancers decked in costumes that show them riding a horse each. Fato Gaonkar, from Thane, says, "Once upon a time, the forested villages were inhabited by tribals, locally known as Meshe. They were assassinated by the Marathas who had migrated from the Ghat region, under the leadership of Kolgiro and Mundalgiro." Today, ghodemodni is celebrated in the villages where the Marathas with the tradition of warfare settled. In Goa, these include most villages in Sattari taluka; Sarvan, Bordem, Mulgao, Ladfe and Kharpal in Bicholim taluka; Hankhane, Ibrampur and Morjim in Pernem taluka; and Dharge in Dharbandora taluka. In neighbouring Maharashtra it is observed in Sasoli, Virdi, Matne and Ambadgao; while in Karnataka it is celebrated in Parwad, Kankumbi and Degao in Khanapur taluka. Rashmi Shetgaonkar from Morjim says, "Our ghodemodni is scheduled for April 2. Around 13-16 dancers will take part under the supervision of folk artiste Pandu Shetgaonkar who is 100 years old." Elaborating further, she says the dancers will depict scenes of warfare as they dance to the sounds of the dhol and tasso. The procession will start at the Brahman shrine at Varchawada and proceed towards the Morjai temple. A dispute among locals in Hankhane in Pernem taluka has stopped the celebration of ghodemodni and even shigmo for the last three years. Back in Sattari taluka, ghodemodni in Poriem exhibits the communal harmony between Hindus and Muslims. As it proceeds towards Sanquelim town, and before entering it, the Poriem ghodemodni troupe visits the durgah of Babar Pir, a pious Muslim saint. There the assembled Muslim community welcomes the troupe. The procession then travels to the Maruti temple in Sanquelim where the troupe from Gavthan also lands up and both enact battle scenes to the delight of spectators. The construction of the Anjunem dam led to the submergence of Anjunem, Gulle, Ponsuli and Kelavade villages in Sattari. While residents of three villages were rehabilitated at Morlem, those of the fourth were settled in Keri. So while, in the past, 11 horses would assemble at Baravansh Mol in the now-submerged Gulle, today, this tradition is observed in the new colony of Morlem. And thus through ghodemodni the memory of warfare is kept alive during Shigmo.(ToI)
[Goanet] Mango King
king of Mangoes These Medium variety, Rs.500 per doz Panjim Market, 02.04.13 http://www.flickr.com/photos/joegoauk67/8613407346/sizes/c/in/photostream/ bigger size Rs.1200 per doz For Goan Video Clips http://youtube.com/joeukgoa In Goa, DialĀ 1 0 8 For Hospital, Police, Fire etc
[Goanet] TWO SHORT STORY WRITERS
VIVA WALFRIDO ANTAO...MAIS UM COPO, PA A very long time ago, ca 1963 "O HERALDO's" toto factum, Lord bless me,his name escapes me, asked for a sketch on my great friend in virtue and vice. My submission was entitled: Meeting Walfrido Antao or a Collusion with Folly... Indeed, it was thus. Meeting Walfrido on a pleasant--or, otherwise-- morning one could never know when, or how -- how many mornings later-- or where the jaunt would end. One thing you could be certain though: one was ready to be hung out to dry The protagonists were many great cheerful souls...the greater number of them, lamentably, not among us; Aurobindo & Thelma, Lucio, Suresh usually being the core... & I. That, Walfrido instructed us was the essence of existentialism... . None doubted him, questioned himbeing past the stage of doubt & so on. He was veritably a true disciple of existentialism throughout his life... drunk or sober. Jean-Paul Satre, Albert Camus and others of that gang of late fortiesgoing into fifties he considered his true "comrades-in-life". Marx...Lenin also ran but, negligibly. It was not just illusion. He had, indeed, lived his best years with them treasured them in his heart... Around end sixties, when I was leaving for Europe...with no settled plan...unfocussed with nil orientation in my sozzled mind...before my blinkered eyes. "You must go to Paris," was Walfrido's undaunted stricture to me. One very wet (not to be read as rainy), sitting in a ramshackle "ghaddi" in Thana, Cortalim he decided that he should take steps to ensure it. He needed a piece of paper and a pen. Although flowing with "urraca" & verilly Goa's elite, the required implemests were unimplatable at Shettye's tavern. For, although among the present were Proto Barbosa, Lima Leitao and thus many others, we had just bathed at the nearby fountain, Kensarval, and were nigh "au naturel". Finally, responding to Walfrido's persistent demand, Shettye emptied a packet of "Simlas" and provided him with the its cover and a pencil from somewhere. On that dear Walfrido wrote me with a "Mon chere Jean-Paul" introduction. That scrap of paper remained with me and I, duly, it in my "potly" when I, eventually, reached Paris. I was, then, working at the American Library in Paris, on the Rue General Camou and showed it to M. Gpldberg, the director. He informed me that Satre no longer received casual visitors but directed me to Cafe Flor, his customary haunt. They gave me same information bur suggested I leave the scrap with them. I was surprised when within a few days Satre wrote me to see him at the cafe. He was very affable and ordered us cup of warm milk. However, he soon called out to the waiter and changed the order, "par le monsieur de Goa un ballon de cognac." He was, indeed, near blind. Enquired very fondly about Walfrido and asked me to inform him that "Mama" remembered them well and missed "her boys." Mama was Albert Camus legendary mother with a sort of an "ashram" in Paris. After a few years and many further perambulations I visited Goa, by then married to Eva; an incredible surprise awaited us: Walfrido had met with his "road to Damascus". Of drink? he disdained even a smell of it. He was the high-guru of the Alcoholics Anonymous' Goa chaperand most of our "soro" chapter along with him. Sozzled or sober, Walfrido was always the absolute personification the gentleness and absolute generosity. He lived in Fontainhas in a "comencalidade." The landlady, Dona Peregrina, ...martyred through her endless tribulations...and they wre many other than chronically unpaid rents. However, on one point of morality she put her foot down,...unmovably: NO GIRLS IN THE ROOM. Aurobindo, Thelma and I, one Christmas day met Walfrido, unusually frolorn, in Pio's bar. Moreover, he had his "hatli potli" with him. He responded anxious queries, a palpable victim to manly emotions: "O que posso dizer pa? Aquela minha patroa nao tem coracao; ou, si tem um e certamente feito de granite. Ontem noite depois de for visado a porta do ultimo bar aberto, passeiva em Gaspar Dias, em profunda conteplacao quando meu pe acertou uma coisa soave e mole...era apenas um crianca com quase nada para cobrir-se contra o frio... "Oque outro a fazer...levei-lha a casa. na manha quando a mulher me acordou com cha, viu a pobrezita e quis saber muito berrante: QUE E ISSO? "D. Peregrina eu Ti trouxe un Menino Jesus." "Toda furiosasem uma gotinha de merce e amor Christao atirou-nos na rua." The Menino Jesus, like a badly plucked chicken, sat at a distant table, shaking although it was miday. We collected the two and spent a couple of weeks restoring the M.J. to a less ghstly pullet until Walfrido's latest crisis was somehow patched up again for the moment. Alfred de Tavares, Stockholm, December 26, 2013.
[Goanet] END OF SEASON SALE
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