At Dalmally on my second trip, I met a few others who were also having a quiet stay at the Lodge. Among them , Jim’s sense of humour was very interesting. In relating a joke, he would appear to be serious. He was immersed in painting sceneries with an array of water colours . My curiosity led me to peek into his work . “Jim your paintings are wonderful. ” said I, thinking it was his hobby . This was more than that.
His talent in art progressed from high school to his work life. Even though he was in an engineering company he joined night classes in art, 6 days a week. At this stage, he could draw faces from memory. He met Jean who worked in the company office and eventually married her. Their interest in drama and singing, led them to join a drama and dancing club. Soon they participated in public performances.
He later joined the railways . With the arrival of their son Mark they moved from Glasgow to Arbroath . He honed his skill, specially in drawing profiles and was greatly encouraged by a renowned artist.
Since there was less time for art and drama he moved to Elgin. Here he began painting sceneries. The time of Covid was a blessing in disguise. He began an art class called Cant,draw,want to draw . Currently he has 29 students.
An interesting part of his life is his spiritual life . “Jim you are a hard wire” said his pastor meaning his closeness to God through knowledge of the bible. He was a regular church goer. He drew pictures of the children’s Bible when young. He always thought God was too busy. But his life changed when he heard the Word from Isaiah 49:13 ‘ I have carved you in the palm of my hand’ at a charismatic prayer group on invitation from his catholic wife. He thus became Catholic from being a Protestant.
What brought us to Craig Lodge ? It is the peace and quiet; a time of prayer and just to have a break from the busy city life. For Jim , the opportunity to paint sceneries was an added bonus . At the end I saw him paint the Kilchurn castle, which he had visited during this time. The biggest surprise was when I was told that ‘Jim is an amazing cartoonist’ Here are some of his past works. You will understand why I liked his sense of humour
This was a time when I went for babysitting, or should I say , little boy sitting .
Daniel is young boy of 5years waiting to reach 6years. He got me to play a board game , which he did not know the rules. As instructions were lost , neither did I know the game. So we innovated our type of game with it . We had two men on the board and cards on the side. You rolled the dice which was coloured in different sides and you moved the man to the colour shown . Cards were on the side . As each one took a card you had to act it out.
On another occasion , he was in the midst of drawing randomly .
I asked him to draw my face . I was amazed at the result . It seemed to resemble me a bit. On his own he then drew my wife’s face from memory which also looked good . They were like caricatures of us .
He is very fond of us , his grandparents, specially his ‘Avo’ his grandmother.
On his visits to our place , he has literally adopted one of the couches . He loves jumping on it like a trampoline. When his parents and siblings join us , he makes quite a fuss if others sit on this couch .
His favourite snacks are biscuits , homemade chocolate buns and Chappaties. Other than that he gives a lot of trouble to eat anything else.
He is very fond of football and loves to score goals with his left foot. He supports Celtic like his father and Liverpool because of me.
I’ve grown to love him a lot . I often wonder how his relationship will be when he grows up. Surely it will change.
Daniel loves watching ‘Mario’ episodes and star wars on tv
However, I will always treasure these memories of my’ Daniel boy’.
His forte was sprints and he excelled in100m and 200m
In due time he was spotted by his coach who saw a potential talent of coaching in him
So he introduced him to learn coaching.
Then Jermaine moved into coaching a school team and then joined the national coaching team in Jamaica.
A few young athletes from India travelled to Jamaica to improve their style of running their specific event. There they met Jermaine and invited him to continue training them in India.
Subsequently he travelled to India and is now coaching budding athletes.
One of his pupils, Aryana Kadam, is a national gold medalist of India in the 200m
I was watching Aryana Kadam during the training of his athletes
They had multiple excercises for building up their bodies for athletics besides actual running
He says “it’s not only running , but also looking after and development of the bodies . In a week I give them two days only for the excercises, and remaining days for running .”
His athletes have a good style for running . They specialise in the sprints .
I asked him “why do only a few Indian athletes win at the International level ?”
“It’s because they train only to win medals initially without an overall development as I recommend . As a result they fade away when it really matters . It’s not only training to win against other international athletes but to strive to do even better every time, against stronger and faster athletes .
He has been training Aryana from the age of 12 years . He has now grown up to be a strong athletes. He has competed at an international meet in France .
He recommends “ as youngsters being trained for athletics, they need to be nurtured until they grow up and continue to develop.”
Sponsorship for such athletes goes a long way .
Let’s hope there are more coaches like Jermaine to take our young athletes to the next level.
Have you heard of Goa’s Paowala also called Poder ?
I’m sure you will come to know him when you visit Goa or are a Goan resident.
He is the man who delivers bread every morning at your doorstep .
Pao is the konkani word which means ‘bread’ in engish . It’s the local language in Goa. Portuguese, English, Marathi and even Hindi is spoken
There is a typical characteristic of this man. He makes his presence felt with a horn on his cycle
The baker’s horn
. At the rear of his cycle he has a huge basket with a variety of breads .
I love the Poiee the best .
The others are
Katriche Pao : with a scissor cut shape
Paozine: mini stuffed round roll ( with a
sausage filling ) also called Choris Pao.
Unde : hard crusted bread and soft inside
Pao: a soft square of bread
Kankon : bangle shaped bread
The Poiee is a whole wheat bread with a large round shape and hollow inside . It has a little bran at the top
Poiee
Today the Paowala even comes on a motorcycle. Generally the round basket has a blue cover .
I’ve waited anxiously for the sound of his horn to collect the Poiee or the standard Pao if I’m late for the Poiee.
The Poiee is so famous that one can order it at some restaurants .
However all POIES are not authentic. Some don’t have the typical round and hollow shape.
Besides seeing the real Paowala , I happened to see a huge model of one at Chimbel . It was made for an event, and literally out-standing . Since it was being de-constructed the model was headless.
A model of the Paowala
If you have lived in Mumbai ( formerly known as Bombay) then you may have heard of the ‘Maka Pao’ . Without any offence to anyone , a Goan was jokingly called a Maka Pao which simply means Maka Pao Zai translated in English as ‘I want bread’. I’m one , for your information. …and a proud Goan😉
Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?
The most famous person I’ve ever met is my granduncle Dr M U Mascarenhas. He was more like my grandfather, as my father lost both his parents at the age of 8years old and was cared for by him.
Dr M U Mascarenhas on the left and Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru (1st Prime Minister of India)on the right
I say famous about my granduncle because he had become mayor of Bombay (now Mumbai).
He was part of the freedom movement when India got its independence from Great Britain. He took an active part in the political life of India . He was elected as an Independent and later as a Congress candidate.
My memories went back to my childhood when I was about 8-9 years of age. He stayed in ‘Marian Villa’ , while we had our home opposite him. We would visit him every evening . At that time he was quite old , in his 70’s .
I cherish those interactions with him. He knew my brothers and I liked lozenges. The moment we said “Good evening Granduncle’ , he would respond lovingly and point to a jar of lozenges he kept on top of a cupboard. He would then give us some .
He also kept Dell Comics featuring Superman, Batman Sadsack and even Archie, which we loved reading. Sadly you don’t get Dell comics anymore.
Once a year from end August to end September there would be a kite flying season . We thought we were quite smart. When we met him , we would hint “ Granduncle there are many kites in the skies nowadays “ wondering what his reaction would be . Surely he guessed about our hint . Then he would call the housekeeper “ Marie , please get them some kites .” We were overjoyed to receive our kites .
I remember accompanying him at this late age to cast his vote during the electoral process. It amazed me that people still remembered him , as they welcomed him ‘Please make way for our former mayor’
I was greatly saddened when his end was near . My brothers and I were at a scout and cub camp out of Bombay ( in Khandala)
We were called urgently home. We then visited the hospital to see him, by which time he was semiconscious. As I wished him, he turned to see us and that was the last .
Condolences followed , to acknowledge him even at public meetings and in the newspapers.
This one thing I learned ….one has to move on in in life , no matter how famous a person is, loving memories stay with us .Acceptance of our state of life at the changing seasons help one to go a long way .
Dad was a very kind person . He encouraged us in sports and music .
However this did not mean neglecting studies.
The Stradivarius violin (copy) is one which I treasure . It was presented to me when I was in my early teens. I still practice whenever time permits . The first introduction to the violin was when he gave me a baby violin . Then followed the guitar. In early days the electric guitar was the rage. So he ordered one with a person who makes electric guitars. Just imagine how happy we were . My brothers got to learn the piano and then the accordion .
The icing on the cake were the drums . My mother was much against it; Dad however got the drums for us . We literally had a whole set of musical instruments , enough to have a band .
I remember he sent us to learn tennis and swimming . Even today , I play tennis and am grateful to my Dad for an introduction to this game.
For tennis I was given a Slazenger racket . I treasured it even though it had a wooden frame . To keep it from getting warped , I put it in a press .
Hockey was a popular game. We had many hockey sticks . Besides playing the game, we used some for getting rid of rats .
We played table tennis on the dining table. There again TT racquets were provided .
Later we took to playing badminton . We began playing with toy racquets and then shifted to the ‘Silver’ brand and finally the famous Yonex .
Dad himself was a gold medalist for badminton in his college days.
In cricket we were given bats and wickets/stumps. He spinbowled to us a few balls before he would leave to his clinic
.A lasting memory of him was when the World Cup Football tournament would be happening . While watching the live telecasts at the ground floor of our cottage , we would hear his slow shuffle as he came down the stairs from the upper floor. He hardly spoke latterly as he was a recoveree from several paralytic strokes due to high blood pressure .
His interests in sport and music was an eye opener
It’s no wonder that he encouraged us, in these spheres .However he never failed to instill in us the importance of a good education.
He was an all rounder….good at sports , an ability to speak with flair , good at sales , a family man to the core and was able to get along with people .
As a sportsman, he was good at cricket hockey and athletics. In his younger days his bowling was comparable to the Indian medium pacer Ramakant Desai. He was told by one of the Indian cricketers, that he could try for selection into the Indian team. However Joe was more interested in hockey and there were slim chances of getting into the Indian team which was the best team internationally. I remember playing table tennis with him and just could not take his spin service .
His ability to speak helped in sales and being a success in insurance work . He was the leading sales person for the Encyclopaedia Britannica , which earned him trips to Mexico, Austria and Egypt.
An interesting aspect of his speech was his ability to speak in the way we speak in India with a typical clarity in delivery , but then break into the accent of the British when in England.
He studied in Pune at the St Vincent’s High School and won many awards in Athletics.
He then did his education at the University in Bombay .
Just like his father , he moved to East Africa where he served for some years.
When the trouble started, and non Africans were forced to leave , he moved to UK. He settled well facing all the challenges of starting life in a new place. His family consisted of his wife Margaret and three children , Clifford , Daphne and Valerie.
My early memories of him was his stature. He looked a bit like Ted Kennedy and I was happy when any of my family told me , that I looked like him .
There was an interesting incident when he visited us in Bombay (now Mumbai) without informing us .
It was late at night and he rang our door bell . My Dad , a doctor , enquired ‘Kaon hai?‘ in Hindi (Who is it ?) He replied “ Mai , patient hoo “ ( I’m a patient ).
My Dad never liked night calls and went only for his patients he knew . So he replied . “Doctor nai hai “ ( Doctor is not at home )
Joe broke into laughter and said “ Micky it’s me Joe “ and we all had a good laugh .
His home in London was always open to guests from all over the world . London happens to be a convenient stop for the guest travellers who visited him .
He enjoyed sea food and fresh fruit in Goa . He and Margaret also stayed with us in Mumbai but preferred Goa.
In his latter years he visited Goa from October to March, and just loved it , thus escaping the winter.
My wife and I were privileged to visit him and the family in London a few years ago. All my extended family had already been his guest .
He was a brave person and faced the challenges of failing health well . My last words with him from India was praying on the phone with him Psalm 23 ,
‘the Lord is my Shepherd.’
He then passed away peacefully . I was surprised that he had prepared the readings from scripture and hymns for his mass. I will never forget him …the dashing and brave person .
Is there a difference between friendship and brotherhood ? Aroon is a friend but has been more than a brother to me . I could not resist in writing this blog.
Aroon shared stories of his younger days . He spent a part of his childhood until 4 years old, in Mangalore as a result of which his knowledge of English was limited.
When he was brought to Bombay ( now Mumbai) his schooling in English left him lagging behind others . A teacher Mrs.Betty Guerra included him in her class for slow learners . This brought about a sea change and Aroon began rising to the top 10 in the class .
At the high school level he proved to be an excellent sportsman . He won the Intermediate championship in Athletics, and was good at football, basketball and hockey.
He thought he had a calling to the priesthood and joined the Jesuits seminary soon after school. He spent 9 years when doubts crept in . After serious discernment he decided to take a break from the Jesuits after completing a Bachelor in Philosophy degree .
In a short time thereafter Cupid’s arrow struck . He was on the ship to Goa . A group of teachers were also on this voyage. That is when he met Elaine . As the ship sailed through choppy waters, Elaine was impressed with his calm faith in God .
Much later Elaine heard Aroon speak at a church event and the rest became his -her-story leading them both to the altar for a marriage made in heaven.
Aroon later did a diploma in HR with Xavier’s Institute of Management. He worked several places with Contour, Chaitra , Lintas, did Head Hunting and then Administrator with a Teacher Training Organisation.
The best still awaited . He left professional services to make himself available to the Community of Jesus: Light of the World, and went on to lead as Senior Coordinator. This is a community of committed Christians affiliated to the Catholic Church and the Sword of the Spirit Communities worldwide.
I remember writing a tribute in the Community newsletter ‘Maranatha’ , when he handed over the mantle of leadership to his successor Agnelo, that Aroon will never hang up his boots ; he will continue to serve in any way he is called .
He has proved to be a brother who always affirms and reaches out to others . He is creative and musically inclined . His writing skills were given as an example to others when studying at the seminary .
He has written and directed several plays for the J B Petit School where Elaine was a teacher .
Importantly Aroon is a great Family man …
He is father of 2, Sandeep and Sangeeta and grandfather of 4. He dotes over his grandchildren of whom he has written some humorous articles (always beginning with Papa:) in the Community newsletter .
Some years later , I requested him to join my team when I took on the mantle of Senior Coordinator in the Community of Jesus:Light of the World. He obliged and was a great support to me during my tenure. We consider each other as Badey Bhai and Chhote Bhai (Hindi for big brother and small brother) I have known him to speak up when it matters. We were so close that we fought the good fight in discussions when one did not agree with the other …. but always maintained our brotherhood .
In Aroon’s words :
“The years of being in the Leadership Team of CJLOW brought me into closer interaction with you (Vincent). We developed a closer relationship because of openness, transparency and (forthrightness??) Our candidness insaying what was on our mind, even heatedly at times helped to clear the air. Agreed to disagree, sometimes. But remained friends”
He visited me often during my cancer treatment. The chats with him were always encouraging . I know that Aroon has likewise reached out to many who may be sick and need assistance.
His interest in music and song is notable. Often he could put a choir together and either sing or contribute with the guitar. The occasions could be for church events, weddings and even funerals. He has written poems and adapted songs to suit the occasion . He has raised memorable toasts at weddings with his wit and command over the English language .
One attribute I admire most is Aroon’s ability to affirm others for their talent , or a job well done . The second is his sense of humour . Occasionally he sent me into splits of laughter when he recounted incidents and gave it a twist of wit.
So this my friends is all about brotherhood
A call to go beyond oneself to be of service to another .
It was a pleasure to meet Ganesh Tayde, at his exhibition .
The Strokes exhibition was unique. It thrilled me to see the various exhibits .
There were art works of fashionable models in elegant attire . Birds and animals seemed to present themselves in just a few strokes of a brush
Intrigued I asked Ganesh how does he conceptualise this work .
I was under the impression that with a few strokes he developed the drawing at that moment .
He shared his story that , he first looks at what is required of him by a client . He then works around the idea on paper , sometimes about 35 drafts for one product. He selects the most suitable one and then gives it a finish .
His work speaks for him . This latest venture into strokes is most creative . He also exhibited some excellent paintings with various themes .
Ganesh has been an Arts professor for years and many of his students are now renowned artists themselves
He specialises in graphic designing and paintings and has been in this line for the past 40years . We wish him many years of Creativity .
May he inspire all his students to become inspirational like him.
We visited London on a few occasions . On one of these trips Anthony Bull hosted Anjean and myself. Our daughter Larissa was single and staying with the Bulls ōver the past two years.
Anthony ānd Julie have a loving family . They are active in Community life . Their interests are varied . Anthony is a senior professor in Imperial College. He is a sportsman at heart and very fond of rugby. His keenness to keep fit results in him riding to the college on his bycycle.
Julie is an engineering scholar. Students of maths have benefited from her proficiency in teaching this subject. She has a passion for pottery and I was impressed to see some of the crockery in use, which was her handiwork. They have 3 very accomplished children.
Our stay was short and sweet. But some interesting memories still linger.
On one of the days the assorted cookie jar was kept for evening tea . I think those cookies were one of the best I’ve had, of different flavours and most enrobed with chocolate .
Now when the home members had left for work, next morning I began to feel the pangs of hunger by mid-morning. Visions of the delicious cookies came to mind. I searched for the jar and then helped myself to a few.
Later that evening , when all returned from work, Anthony enquired “ Lets have some of the cookies”
Wonder of wonders ….the level of the cookies in the jar had reduced considerably .
You can imagine how surprised we all were.
Where did the cōokies disappear… I looked āt Anthony, and saw a faint smile appear …..
“Can you guess who ate the cookies?”
Anthony shared some interesting aspects of his life. His interest in sports led him to work on the study of the cricket bat dimensions . His research on this, led to the standardisation of the bat, based on his inputs. His efforts on standardisation of the tennis racket however did not progress as those in authority did not accept his inputs. The result of this shows today , as tennis players use rackets of various dimensions and materials, which may not heip in keeping a level playing field.
I was very impressed to hear Anthony’s story of how he met Roger Bannister the famous athlete who was the first to break the sub 4 minute barrier for the mile.
Lastly I remember their pet cat , Tiger. He adopted them rather than the other way around. Tiger had occupied the premises before Anthony and family had moved in and begun the renovations . Tiger too became a friend and even posed for pictures.
We were grateful to Anthony and Julie for hosting us, but importantly that Larissa had a home to stay during these few years.
It was lockdown time since April in London due to the Covid 19. Here again Anthony and Julie were a big support to Larissa on her wedding day 21st March 2020 .Larissa wedded Lloyd in a quiet ceremony with only a dozen guests present in the church. We had already returned to India in November 2019. The plans for an India wedding did not materialize due to the corona virus pandemic.
Anthony has been very active in raising awareness of Mental Health and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Through challenges on Facebook, with the pushups , it certainly gives hope at these times of the lockdown and social distancing. Thank you Anthony for this initiative with your brother Andrew, and getting so many involved.
We know that even though Larissa and Lloyd are now settled in their rental apartment, they do have a family who will always reach out to them.
Who knows , on our next visit we may see some more cookie jars.
Lloyd, Larissa and Catherine with TigerBon Appetit
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