George Menezes

My finest fantasy is
That I shall never
Return
To Bombay, India. (more…)

Believe it or not I have just celebrated my seventy-fifth birthday. Somehow, for reasons that I am not clear, my wife and I have never celebrated our birthdays or our anniversaries. (more…)

Against the nose
Of your navel
And the flat
Cockpit of your belly
Your pelvic bones
Stick out like a joy-stick
Of a single-seater
I flew long years ago. (more…)

I owe it to readers of GOA TODAY to explain my “status”, as it were. What kind of a Goan do I represent when I write for Goan journals?
For one thing, it would help in putting what I have to say in the right context.
As would be evident, I am not a tourist (foreign or desi) staying in a five star hotel where you can pick up the phone, dial Room Service, House Keeping or Reception and get your smallest needs taken care of.
I am also not an Indian tourist, whose weekend trip revolves around ogling semi-nudes on the beaches, sight-seeing old churches and temples and getting too drunk on a mixture of rum, beer and feni to give a damn about anything. (more…)