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Lady fingers, Peace and Marrying Your Own

Ashley do Rosario | 28/02/2013 Here’s an idea for anyone in search of the “real Goa” – untouched by mining, concretisation or tourism, where people and life remain simple, where a vegetable, not a rave or a casino or a full moon, gives it fame. Welcome to the island village of Santo Estevão, one of the few unspoilt bastions of Goa. Ok, so maybe the farming life isn’t as strong as it used to be. And maybe lots of the younger folks are leaving for jobs overseas. And perhaps the residents’ propensity to marry amongst themselves does seem strange. Still, the lure of Santo Estevão is the lure of community. This is a place where you know everyone you meet, and where people still look out for one another. “There is camaraderie among villagers here like nowhere else in Goa,” says local resident Sushant Tari Also known as Juvem (island in Konkani), Santo Estevão is most famous for its premium seven-ridged, light-green and long lady finger (bhenddo), or okra. That’s why many people refer to v

Men are back for St Estevam's season of cheer

Andrew Pereira, TNN | Dec 27, 2009, 05.42AM IST PANAJI: From the serene silence that is St Estevam's hallmark, the island village has burst into a riot of colours, laughter and unbridled joy since Christmas. "This is one time during the year when I see most of my parishioners," says a smiling Fr Olavo D'Souza, parish priest of St Estevam. At other times, the 1961 hit Where have all the flowers gone? could well have been written for the village. The St Estevam men haven't, however, gone to war as the song's men have, but have boarded ships and dropped anchor in the sea-faring profession to bring home the bacon. Saturday was the feast of the village patron—St Stephen—and the missing men were home for it. This year, the feast celebrations are on a grander scale. The present church was built in 1759 by the village comunidade with local support and the islanders is commemorating its 250th anniversary. "It's three days of joy on the island: Christmas, follo

Birthday Wishes From Cupa Boys

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** AD MULTOS ANNOS ** Felicitations on your birthday on 16th October Many Happy Returns of the Day! Jackson Dias Best wishes on your forthcoming DVD Te Dis Somple. Keep the flag of Bhenddekar Productions flying high! From Cupa Boys

Here's your chance to advertise on my blog

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Bombay Meri Hai crosses the 10,000 view milestone

I'm glad to announce that the Uma Pocha Bombay Meri Hai song video that I uploaded on Youtube has garnered 10,327 views so far. Great going. Goes to prove that the song remains a raging hit even today, 45 years after its release. Here's the link in case you haven't seen the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhyTSP8XnWs The video has also been featured on the Parsi Khabar website: http://parsikhabar.net/bombay/bombay-meri-hai-hot-beat-for-bombay/8579/

Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Ole Oak Tree - lyrics

Writers: Irwin Levine and L. Russell Brown Vocals: Tony Orlando & Dawn Released in 1973, this song was a worldwide hit for the group Dawn (featuring Tony Orlando). It reached number one on both the US and UK charts for four weeks in April 1973, number one on the Australian charts for seven weeks from May to July 1973 and number one on the New Zealand charts for ten weeks from June to August 1973. It was the top-selling single in 1973 in both the US and UK. I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine If you received my letter tellin’ you I’d soon be free Then you’ll know just what to do if you still want me If you still want me Oh, tie a yellow ribbon ‘round the old oak tree It’s been three long years Do you still want me? If I don’t see a ribbon ‘round the old oak tree I’ll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don’t see a yellow ribbon ‘round the old oak tree Bus driver, please look for me ‘Cause I