Memoir

Memoir: The Note-Book (A window into Colonial Goa)

Memoir: The Note-Book (A window into Colonial Goa)

By Edith M. Furtado

Issue no. 14

My father’s house was in Salvador do Mundo, Bardez, not grand by the standards of colonial Goa, yet, surrounded by fruit-bearing trees and flowering plants. The trip across the Mandovi in a noisy ferry, past the picturesque Penha da França Church was already a preview of the much-awaited freedom the children enjoyed at our paternal grandmother’s.

Short Memoir: Footnotes on Kenya

Short Memoir: Footnotes on Kenya

By Gregory R. Patricio

Issue no. 12

We still lived in two rooms no kitchen, cooked, ate and slept in the same rooms. Cooked on a (Makara) char-coal brazier. (Gicho). We had a make shift oven which was a large container, the bottom layer was sand and we put the item to be baked inside on the sand layer, covered it with a metal cover and heaped hot coals on top.

Short Memoir: Growing up in the company of nubile women

Short Memoir: Growing up in the company of nubile women

By Ahmed Bunglowala

Issue no. 8

For a small town guy, St. Xavier’s was a testing place for the first six months. The young men and women—strutting their designer clothes and attitude in the gargoyle-festooned quadrangle — made me very self-conscious of the two pairs of shirt and trouser my mother had put together from her meagre earnings as a part-time seamstress.