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Have you seen this man? Sure you have!

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Beachboy Peedrooo, of Portuguese descent. You have seen him, for sure, seen him in sunny Goa. Welcome to the Peedrooo Appreciation Forum. If you have photos or videos of Peedrooo, please post the link as comments, and a bit about your interactions with, this evergreen fisherman. He’d said to me:

I am known far and wide, in the land of the King, as Pedro from Goa. I am always here, this, is where you’ll find me, for I have called you. You want to see dolphin? Dolphin?

A couple of my links, of the past:

http://shaaaks.wordpress.com/2009/01/06/my-friend-peedrooo-from-goa/

and

http://shaaaks.wordpress.com/2009/01/13/formula-goa/

Valentine’s Day, 2009

Gorai. Gorai Beach. We went to Gorai beach. Over the past three weeks or so, I’ve been going through the Carpenter’s syndrome or blogger’s block. The Carpenter’s syndrome = blogger’s block. Good. I just came up with that. This is the first time that this syndrome has hit me, since Adam. The blogger’s block. I’m struggling to come up with decent original content in blog, image and video. Guess what, this video ain’t no different:

The Carpenter’s syndrome is terrible. I feel like an out of form batsmen struggling to get one off the meat of the bat, score that single, time it to the boundary. I have no idea as to when I’ll break out of it, soon, hopefully.

Formula Goa

A few days ago, I’d posted some photos of my friend, “Beach Boy” Peedroo.

David de Souza, one bugger, was in the vicinity. The man shot some videos. Our deep affection for the “Beach Boy” demands that we share his love, joy, enthusiasm with the rest of the world, especially with those who share a deep unconditional love for Goa.

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My friend Peedrooo from Goa

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Portuguese influences in India. I love to read about the times of the Portuguese and visit relics. Let me see, I’ve been to Damon, Vasai, Chaul/Revdanda, Fort Cochin.. where else? Hmm.. of course Goa!

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“Baba, come, put your suit, poota! No running in the house. And don’t keep this here. And don’t keep this there!”

Christmas celebrations at a Goan family’s house in Bombay, India
Merry Christmas, everyone!

“Kevin! Don’t eat the Shankarpalis. We have to go to church! After church you eat!”

“But I want! I want!”

“Kevin! Behave yourself! I’ll tell dada to beat you with belt? I’ll tell him?”

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“The people must be accountable? What the hell is he talking about?”

On the 17th, I’d blogged reasons behind my decision to not vote in the upcoming elections. Mumbai was hit by terror three days ago. The manner in which these terrorists carried out their attack is an embarrassment to the nation, leave alone the government. The Congress have always been incompetent and have raped the nation, its economy, infrastructure etc. but the only reason they’ve come into power time after time is because of their ‘secular’ talks.
Do you think they should come into power again.. elections are coming up very soon..?

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Travels through the south of India and money making opportunities for travel photographers

2003, January. I backpacked through the south of India. During my travels, I emailed my friends every now and then, updating them about my adventures. Copies of those messages sit in the ‘sent messages folder’ of my Yahoo! Mail account. Gmail didn’t exist then. I glanced through some of them today. I find them funny now. Back then, I wrote differently. I had different priorities. No digital cameras. Read on:

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Travels through Kanyakumari and how travel photographers can make money on the internet

2003, January. I backpacked through the south of India. During my travels, I emailed my friends every now and then, updating them about my adventures. Copies of those messages sit in the ‘sent messages folder’ of my Yahoo! Mail account. Gmail didn’t exist then. I glanced through some of them today. I find them funny now. Back then, I wrote differently. I had different priorities. No digital cameras. This is the second email I wrote to my friends during my travels, at Kanyakumari. Read on:

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Casa Araujo Alvares and the Big Foot in Loutolim

I have been to Goa on work and holiday some three dozen times. More on holiday than work. But never have I considered spending time at any of the exotic destinations that South Goa has to offer. South Goa is laid back. Lazy. It lacks the hustle and bustle that North Goa has to offer.. pubs, bikes, raves, Saturday night markets etc. A couple of years ago, someone told me:

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Meet them families – Chapter One

Aniyan Kutty fondly remembers the time he moved to Bombay. Eyes skywards, the most nostalgic smile on his face, he speaks to Ravi at his one room kitchen home in Matunga Hindu Colony:
“When I came to Bombay in 1961, woman wore only sari. Only the Christian wore frock. But nowadays, see! I used to get monthly salary sixty rupees in which I could comfortably pay my rent and for my cigarette.
No body on the road. There was no traffic at the time. Roads were empty. We used to do our accounts manually. There was no computer and all. We never had computer in the factory. Like that big register book we used to get. With foot-rule and pencil; those days we used to get nice Staedtler pencil, German, first class, we used to draw straight line, column like-that and add manually. We had to be good in mathematics. Nowadays *tak* *tak* *tak* they do on computer and get the result. Tally, they call it. Nowadays they have lost that ability to do mathematics manually. There is significant degradation in the human ability to perform mathematics.
In general you know what the problem is with the youngsters? The tolerance levels have gone down terribly. No tolerance only. For small little thing, they make big thing and finally do nothing. And what they eat… McDonald? (laughs)… white food. In our day, simple food we had that was so tasty.”

Venkateshwaramone, Aniyan Kutty’s son was born in 1969. He is an excellent singer and very passionate about his music. Yesudas is his role model. He fondly remembers his teenage years:

“When I was in the ninth standard, I wanted to get into the film. I was inspired by Shivaji Ganeshan and Sadananda. What gems of persons. What voice! What melody! But my father said those are all not real jobs and that I must concentrate on maths and science because we are Brahmins and soon I would be sitting for my SSC examination… the stepping stone to the rest of my life. He said I must get minimum eighty percent to make him happy as my cousins in native place, Beeju, Beenu and Anju all got above eighty percent marks.
He is always right. Today, I thank him. I am a graduate in BCom. I got highest marks. There was vacancy in his old company and I got the position in 1990. In 1995, we brought computer in the factory but it was a headache actually. It was very difficult to learn. And every now and then, the computers would not work properly and that Pratik, the engineer would not come and attend to it for a week. Our old methods only was better. But what to do? The world was moving towards computer. It took me time, but I learnt. Now I am comfortable with MS Word, Windows, Tally; like that I use. But my son is expert. *tak* *tak* *tak*, he will do whole day.
But nowadays nobody listens to Yesudas. I feel like crying. Just they have poisoned pure music.”

Ravinderankutty, Aniyan Kutty’s grandson feels claustrophobic living with his parents, grand-parents and siblings at his grand-father’s one room apartment at Hindu Colony in Matunga, “the room isn’t big enough to comfortably sit and play Playstation.”
Ravi won his Playstation at a debating competition in school.
“When they want to see AsiaNET and SuryaTV, I don’t sound tantrums, but at least some time they should give me to play. Acha (father) is not buying a computer for me even. I have to go to my friend, Satya’s house to check my facebook and play ChessMaster08. Facebook has made it so simple to keep in touch with my friends. In my father’s time, there was only email. I wonder how they could live with just email! I like to make friends over the net. I make friends from around the world and Satya and I, we do video chatting in his room.
When I grow up, I want to become an electronic engineer. My grandfather says that he will be very happy if I do electronic engineering as my dad’s cousin’s kids, Guru, Laxmi and Bhadri are all electronic engineers.”

FIN


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