Denzil B. Menezes … Class of ’71 passes away

In my previous post I asked the question if “anything can be done at all” to improve local governance. And this post is provides a seed for thought. In various email exchanges and wanderings in the blogosphere I was made aware of this effort driven by concerned citizens of Mumbai – www.votemumbai.org (Thanks to Prakash…

It is said memory is like a child moving on a sea-shore, will pick any pebble or shell and store in its treasure. So also memory is like a person’s own literature stored in his mind. However, big or small, significant or insignificant an episode, sometimes people, places and faces are etched in your mind….

Believe me Tyrone your grandfather was a great man. You know why I say that. Because he was humble, very humble. If as an orphaned boarder I was given the option, I would have chosen him as my father. Everyone will have a different view on the same event or personality. All I can say…

While we boarders spent most of the year in house, we did have visiting Sundays and outing Sundays. The former was to allow relatives to visit their wards, and the latter was to allow the wards to be taken out for a day. On visiting Sundays I would watch with some envy the boys who…

Hello all, I went into the boarding school at the age of 6 – (1965-1974 ) Fr. Casale was the school principal atthe time and Fr. Kenneth was the boarding school prefect, supervisor, carer, surrogate parent etc. My elder brother Pierre for whom school was an adventure was a reassuring presence. I for one was…

On some Sundays the Prefect would announce that we would be going to Lands End for an outing. We knew what it meant, so we had old jam bottles ready. Then we treked in orderly lines in pairs on Hill Road towards St Andrews Church and along the sea face to Lands End. Once there…