George Menezes

This is one of my very special Goan stories. In the winter of my years I can hardly remember how often and how many audiences I have told it to.

Not having an enemy may be a great burden to any one. A sworn enemy will not call on you in hospital when you are in diabetic coma. A friend will, always with a box of your favourite chocolates. (more…)

If we had waited, Anjali
You would never have come.
Angel of our deliverance.

And so we drove
A long, long way
Through dusty tracks
Asking directions to your Home. (more…)