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Monday, October 24, 2022

RIP WILLIE LOBO, MY DEAREST FRIEND

 















Today is one of the saddest days of my life ... it is as if someone has cut off a part of me and my soul. One of my best friends, one of the most loved and respected people in the world, everybody's friend, always with the most loving smile you could find on any face on earth ... a great brother, father and husband ... Willie Lobo, has passed away in Nairobi. A few days ago he had his first session on Dialisis. He told me the next day that it was quite a simple process and he had come through it all well. He usually sent me an sms every morning, yesterday he sent me a holy picture. His broken-hearted sister Diana told me the shattering news. Too soon, but with his Maker, Pole, Rest in Peace. All our condolences to his devoted wife Dulu, children and the extended family and friends. I will never forget him.

He helped anyone and everyone and went out of his way to do it. He loved meeting up with old friends from overseas who were visiting Kenya. Everyone knew him and loved. He was one of our own best examples of a Christian man. His family was absolutely precious to him and showered them every ounce of love he had in him. By his side there was always Dulu, a childhood sweetheart, eternally the other half of his self. God give her strength. Willie will live in her heart and in the hearts of those who loved him while he was with us and made us laugh, made up happy, and helped us get well by simply cheering us up. Then, of course, he loved a drink with friends, especially at his beloved Goan Institute Nairobi. There was a special place in his heart for all the friends he grew up with in his beloved Kisumu, many shades, many colours, from different lands but all with one thing in common, they loved the guy and they were happy to do battle with him in the sports he loved so much.

Willie's last message to me on October 21: The older you get the more you realise how precious life is. You have no desire for drama, conflict or stress. You just want good friends, a cozy home, food on the table and people who make you happy. (He was truly blessed).

Sad news about Willie, one of the finest people you could meet. He would go out of his way to make you at home when you visited Kenya. A great sportsman who played in goal for Kisumu Hotstars and captained GI's cricket team. Willie was one of the three top Goan goalkeepers in the Kenya National Football League, the others being Albert Castanha and Oscar de Mello. Our deepest condolences go out to Dulu, the children and grandkids. Gone too soon but may his soul rest in peace. Norman and Delphine da Costa.



Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Idi Amin, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Sea

 

The Last King of Scotland in full regalia

           a.k.a. The Butcher of Uganda


I was halfway through writing this article when I went out to water the garden. It must have been the malevolent spirit of Idi Amin that tripped me in the garden but I don't scare that easily. So, albeit a couple of weeks late, here are some thoughts that came to mind on the 50th anniversary of Idi Amin's mercifully brief but still very bloody caper on the world's stage.

August 2022 marked the 50th anniversary of one of the darker episodes of the last century: the rise and fall of Idi Amin. Some of you may have read Fr. Raymond de Souza's informative article on the expulsion of Asians from Uganda in August 1972 by then President Idi Amin (National Post, Sunday August 8, 2022 - https://nationalpost.com/opinion/raymond-j-de-souza-50-years-after-idi-amin-expelled-uganda-asians-they-prosper-happily). Fr. de Souza gives a clear account of how approximately 50,000 Asian residents, many of whom had lived their entire lives in Uganda, were given 90 days to leave Uganda and start from scratch in other parts of the world.

Amin, who rose from the rank of a major to the Commander in Chief of the Uganda armed forces, used his military support to wrest power from President Milton Obote who fled to Tanzania. Idi Amin's reign (1971-1979) was marked by brutality, unrest and chaos. His expulsion of Asians in 1972 was an irrational move motivated by what he thought would make him a folk hero with the rank and file of the people as the properties of Asians would be up for grabs. Amin gave Asians 90 days to clear out of the country. What little cash or valuables they could carry on their persons had in most cases to be handed over at gunpoint to gangs of soldiers who searched every car headed to the airport or the road connections to Kenya and Tanzania. A friend of mine in his mid-fifties who held a senior post with an oil company, fled with his wife and two young children to Kenya, leaving behind their beautiful home and all their possessions. They were destitute on arrival in Kenya but were fortunate to be accepted as refugees by Canada. They faced hardships initially but were able to live the rest of their lives in relative comfort as dependents of their children.

For a while, the world was distracted by the latest antics of Idi Amin, the buffoon, the self-appointed President for Life, Field Marshal Al Hadji Amin Dada, Doctor Idi Amin, VC, DSO, MC, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Sea, CBE (Conqueror of the British Empire in Africa in General and Uganda in Particular). He even styled himself as the Last King of Scotland (a latter-day Bonnie Prince Idi Amin who  was going to liberate Scotland from the British just as he had done for Uganda). Whether the man was insane or not, he had an innate sense of survival which led him to kill even his own people and earn him the only title he truly earned, "The Butcher of Uganda."

In all, 5,655 Asian firms, companies, farms and plantations were reallocated mainly to military beneficiaries who had no technical skills or management experience. Factories like the massive Madhvani Sugar Factory ground to a halt, businesses went bankrupt, thousands became unemployed overnight and the economy of the once prosperous country all but collapsed. Amin's bloodthirsty seven years in power were marked by anarchy, brutality and  senseless killing. The very people who had hailed him as a liberator helped an invading force from Tanzania to oust Amin from power and it wasn't very long before Milton Obote was back for a second brief stint as President. Idi Amin spent the rest of his life in exile and died at the age of 77 or 78 on August 16. 2003 in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. The Last King of Scotland  became a mere pathetic footnote of history.

Fate of the Expelled Asians

What happened to the roughly 50,000 Asians who were expelled from Uganda by Idi Amin? The vast majority held British passports. It was not a good time to land in Britain as jobs were not readily available and tabloids and politicians like Enoch Powell, M.P. were quick to exploit the widespread public resentment of this sudden major influx of 30,000 immigrants. The British working class, however, once it became aware of what the Asians had suffered during the purge, became  more sympathetic and accepting of this tidal wave of immigrants. Canada accepted no less than 6,000, about 4,500 went to India and 2,500 to Malawi. Pakistan, West Germany and the U.S.A. took about 1,000 each.

As Fr. Raymond de Souza points out, wherever the refugees ended up, they did well. Not only were they not a drain on the public purse but they brought with them all kinds of skills, especially entrepreneurial skills that created new business opportunities and opened factories that created jobs. Asian immigrants have prospered in the countries that took them in and have contributed to their adopted countries in all fields of endeavor. Several of them who left Uganda with nothing but the clothes they were wearing, are now among the 50 richest persons in Britain. Interestingly, Yoweri Museveni, a military figure who played a role in ousting both Amin and Milton Obote, became President of Uganda in 1986. He recognized the devastating effect the expulsion of Asians had had on Uganda's economy and infrastructure. In the May 15, 1991 issue of India Today, Amrit Roy reported that 'in a remarkable U-turn in policy, a repentant Uganda is urging people of Indian origin it expelled nearly 20 years ago to return and rebuild a shattered economy."

Coincidentally, while I was writing this account, a friend sent me the story of Milton Carrasco (https://alumni.ucalgary.ca/programs/arch-awards/2022-arch-award/milton-carrasco), who arrived in Canada from Uganda in 1975 with only a few dollars in his pocket. He gained admission to the University of Calgary's Engineering faculty, completed his MEng92 and was able to spin his Master's thesis into a multinational company, Transoft Solutions Inc,  with offices in 11 countries. The University has chosen him as the 2012 recipient of its prestigious Arch Award that honors alumni "whose careers have made a positive and significant contribution to their community." Not bad going for a refugee who arrived with only a few dollars in his pocket, eh?

Ripple effect

What happened in Uganda had a ripple effect in neighboring Kenya and Tanzania. Thousands of Asians realized that what had happened to Asians in Uganda could quite easily  happen in other parts of Africa. I had applied for Kenya citizenship and Cybele and I had every intention of spending the rest of our lives in Kenya, a country that we loved. When we saw how one leader singlehandedly and irrationally expelled 50,000 Asians from Uganda, we knew that, if not for our own sakes at least for our daughter Lisa's sake, we had to leave Kenya and start anew elsewhere. In 1972, Cybele began the process of applying to emigrate to Canada thanks to Idi Amin...

Francis

Monday, October 10, 2022

The Law and Dr Rose M. D'Sa

 


The Law and Dr Rose M. D’Sa



 

By Cyprian Fernandes

Sydney Australia

 

PART III based on her autobiography:

GOING JUU

A TALE OF THREE CULTURES

Experiences of a British Kenya Goan

 www.lexxion.eu/rosedsa-going-juu

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KENYA-BORN Rose M. D’Sa gained a doctorate in law, qualified as a barrister, worked at the Human Rights Unit of the Commonwealth Secretariat in London, and became a Professor of European Law, eventually becoming the longest-serving British woman on the EU’s Economic and Social Committee in Brussels. During the two decades, she did some of her best work on a variety of legal issues and wrote numerous books which remain the reference material of eminence. For many decades she remained true to her Kenyan roots and held on to her citizenship until her marriage to an Englishman and the acquisition  of British citizenship.

 

 

How she came to choose law as her future career is quite fascinating, especially at that very young age. Perhaps it also highlights her ability to clinically examine a subject, an action, a choice or even a circumstance. The natural ability to do that would come in very handy in her future.

 

“My future career plans were certainly not focussed on the law. Instead, I had the notion that I could somehow become a professional tennis player. My father harboured no such delusion and urged me to study as hard as I could. It gradually dawned upon me that he was right. My talent for the sport was insufficient to get me to the highest levels. It was also quite evident quite early on that although I loved playing tennis and was good at running, I disliked the intense physical effort of training off-court. Gyms, in particular, were totally unknown to me and were not among my favourite places.

 

“My second choice of career was to follow a tradition and become a doctor, as others in my family had done. This was regarded as a prestigious profession within the Goan community and elsewhere. However, once I was away from the influence of my parents, and whilst studying for my “A” levels at Millfield School, I began to question whether my interest and aptitude for science subjects were genuine. In biology, I had an aversion to dissecting rats and goldfish and was aware that my squeamishness was not ideal for a prospective doctor.  Practical science classes were out of my comfort zone and I nearly caused a minor explosion in the chemistry lab through general incompetence.”

 

An aptitude test revealed that she showed little or no ability for a career in science. Amongst a list of career suggestions she instinctively chose law. She could have chosen Human Resources (her late father’s field).

 

At the back of her mind “there was a small but growing feeling of excitement.” Her favourite teacher in Loreto Convent Valley Road, Nairobi, Kay Hopkins,  had once suggested law as a career because of “her aptitude for the English language, debating and acting.” “I have always had the gift of the gab and my decision meant that I would make a living from it.”

 

It was not all easy going down the legal path as she explains “…I faced many obstacles and had to change direction more than once. The law profession seemed to be upper-class dominated and I was very conscious of being an immigrant and the sole member of my family in Britain, none of whom were lawyers.”

 

No matter what the challenges, Rose M. D’Sa never looked back. After a couple of setbacks, she was finally accepted by Birmingham University and the rest they say is another story, another history. She was Called to the Bar in 1981 at Middle Temple Hall and in the next year was awarded her PhD in public international law by Birmingham University.

 

She was a visiting lecturer at the Kenya School of Law and was proposed by the Kenya government for a senior position with the Commonwealth Secretariat in London. She had already done considerable work with the Secretariat on compliance with International Human Rights Law. She also held lectureships in Law at Cardiff and Bristol University.

 

She was appointed as the first Professor of European Law at the University of Glamorgan in Wales and was also awarded a Jean Monnet Chair in EC Law by the European Commission. After two successive renewals of her mandate, she was awarded, as was customary, a medal of honour by the EU’s Economic and Social Committee in Brussels but went on to serve for over two decades..

 

She has attended some of the most important legal conferences held around the world but especially in the Commonwealth. She has been a familiar name in many legal circles around the world.

 

 

On the occasion of Britain’s departure from the European Union, the European Economic and Social Committee published the following press release:

 

“In her speech, Ms D’Sa expressed her sadness for the UK leaving the EU. “The EU has lost my adopted country, the United Kingdom, a permanent member state of the UN Security Council and a wealthy, influential, enterprising and wonderful nation that fought to liberate Europe in two World Wars. It is a catastrophe.”

 

In addition to sadness, Ms D’Sa also voiced some criticism of the EU and European leaders: ‘Can the EU yet choose to examine its own conscience, or will it simply move on with business as usual? Has it perhaps pressed too quickly for the ideal of an ever-closer political and economic Union within our lifetime? Was it worth losing the UK for this ideal?

 

'I am grateful for this opportunity to speak and ask God to continue to bless us all.’

 

These were the last words pronounced by Ms D’Sa as a member of the EESC after 22 years of serving as a UK representative. She was appointed for the first time in 1998 and has since contributed to the drafting of numerous EESC opinions, especially those of key constitutional significance such as the reform of the European Treaties, as well as many issues connected with the single market. She is especially valued  for her ability to explain and clarify complex legal problems and persuade people to reach consensus on controversial subjects.”

 

‘Rose writes in her book: “in the main, my contribution concerned commercial matters largely related to the Single Market of the EU and often on the subject of State Aid, on which topic I established my reputation. It may have seemed to others that I had an authoritative understanding of these matters. The highly respected German science professor, Gerd Wolf, told me after his retirement that “when you spoke in the meetings it was for me as if suddenly clarity and reason have emerged”.’

 

This writer would like to think there were many others of the same opinion as she was also consulted by many of her British and European legal colleagues over the years.

 

One of a small minority of non-white pupils in a mainly white school

 

"One of a small minority of non-white pupils

 in a mainly white school".


Part II Rose M. D’Sa’s 

Going Juu

A tale of three cultures

www.lexxion.eu/rosedsa-going-juu

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By CYPRIAN FERNANDES

TO MOST non-whites, the Loreto Convent School in Valley Road, Nairobi, was non-existent. It was a “whites-only” school. As a very young reporter, I often wondered how the Catholic Church could condone such racism. I was told: “Don’t open that can of worms if you want to keep your job.” I learnt later that the Catholic Church’s hierarchy toed the colonial government line in all things and did what they were told. I never got to write that story, I moved on to dirtier and more damaging politics. However, there was no doubt that the Catholic convent school was arguably the best girls’ school in Nairobi. There was another LC Msongari in the Nairobi suburb of Lavington, a boarding school and where the whites-only bar had been smashed a long time before.

Rose’s late father Alex Henry D’Sa (Leo to his friends) (who passed away much too soon at the young age of 53) was a visionary and like most fathers he wanted his daughter to have the best, especially in education. In his own mind, he had planned out Rose’s education. He only wanted the very best for her so she could, at least in education, reach the summits of excellence and achieve the best results possible. I don’t think Dad had any particular plan for me but he favoured medicine; professional tennis was not an idea he espoused particularly

On her first day at LCVR (Loreto Convent), Rose got a sort of promotion; she was promoted to the next higher class after she was impressed in a comprehension test. It would seem, even as a child, Rose was tough: (In sport) “It is fair to say even as a child, I took no prisoners.” That is only a tiny glimpse into her resolve and determination. Moreover, she was well aware that every single child was “white”. But that did not bother her so much, it was the strangeness of the school that lifted her eyelids a bit.

She was well aware of the racial divide. It was all new to her. Even more strange was that she was given elocution lessons … in words, learning to speak like an English-born person. After spending hours listening to cassette tapes, she confesses that sounds like someone from Surrey. However, whatever the temporary negatives, her English accent held her in good stead. Her Indian looks and her English accent confused a lot of people, not least those that were interviewing her for this or that.

Her father showed great foresight in sending her to LCVR because it laid the foundation for personal confidence and success. It helped that Rose was usually top of her class, the only non-white in a mainly non-white school. She was a popular choice among the students for Head Girl but did not get it even though she was better qualified than most, but she acknowledges that her robust personality and not her ethnicity may have been a factor.

Rose still remembers with affection many of her schoolmates: Gurjot Singh, Maria Georgiadis (I think her father was a solicitor), Barbara Swarzenski, Jennifer Osborne, Catherine Spawls, Mother Carmel O’Reilly and others, all helpfully referenced in the Index of her book.

LCVR certainly equipped her to approach the future with confidence. She enjoyed sports at school, she also knew doing her homework properly would give her a competitive edge over the others. She was “both ruthless and dedicated in the pursuit of academic success”. Some said she was a born learner.

LCVR and her first tennis coach there, Anne Greenwell, also set Rose on a path towards a career in Tennis.  The school had four tarmac courts and lots of enthusiasts. One afternoon she watched her friends, June Carvalho and Ann Hopkins warming up. Rose noticed they were unable to hit the ball into the vacant spaces near the tramlines and instead they just “knocked it around.” She writes: “I invited myself on to their court to show them how to do it properly! They were amused when they found out I could not even hit the ball. I was fascinated and  quickly became hooked.” And a future tennis star was “born”.

Friday, October 7, 2022

Rose M. D'Sa: A Kenyan Goan British superstar!

 






GOING JUU (Swahili for taking off, going up, etc) 

A tale of three cultures: Kenya Goa Britain

 

By Rose M. D’Sa

Published by Lexxion Publisher-Berlin

394 pages

 www.lexxion.eu/rosedsa-going-juu

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THIS is a fabulous read albeit a long one: 394 pages but above all, it is an honest and factual recollection, with no-holds-barred. After all her writing hand is guided by the brilliant lawyer she is. Her pen does not falter at an uncomfortable truth, what others might consider “too much information". She takes us on a long and winding safari about her life, her parents, grandparents, relatives and friends in Kenya, Goa, Britain and her adventures as a tennis (an “obsession”) player who could have been Kenya’s first professional tennis player, the love of her life and then a clinical examination of her path to lawyerdom. To say that Rose D’Sa is an outstanding British Kenyan Goan would be an understatement, I reckon she is more than that.

Rose celebrates the three countries she owes allegiance to: Kenya, the great savannahs full of wildlife, the people of Kenya she met growing up, the golden beaches at the coast where she holidayed, her school days at Loreto Convent (Valley Road), the Goan Institute Nairobi, the city of Nairobi itself (she remained a citizen of Kenya for a very long time); the Goa of her grandparents and her own parents and, of course, her life in the UK … truly greatly well lived with much, much to celebrate, life itself.

There have been many honours bestowed upon her, including two visits to a Royal reception by the late Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip, A Gold Medal appreciation by the European Economic and Social Committee and lots of other VIP invitations including being recognised as a Welsh Woman of the Year.

Rose has scripted terrific odes to her father Alex (we knew him as Leo) and her mother Annie, grandparents, cousins, uncles and aunties and she celebrates most if not all of her parents’ friends in Kenya and Goa. As such it is a major contribution to the disappearing history of the Goans in East Africa.

She remembers with great joy her late uncle Alu Mendonca, four-time hockey Olympian, field hockey coach and a should-have-been Olympic sprinter. On returning from each Olympics or an international match, he always brought back to her a memento of the trip. He was her own very special inspiration, a personal “David Beckham” in the family as she writes. Her father was a hockey umpire and her aunt Teresa was a Kenya hockey international. In Kenya, in those days there were lots of stars next door because most Goans lived close to each other.

While she was blown away by Alu’s hockey stardom, she was also broken-hearted by the manner of his departure. “… when Uncle Alu lived with my mother (his sister) in Westlands, he similarly showed little inclination to take any physical exercise and spent hours sitting in a chair, reading the paper, but otherwise immobile. It could be that this behaviour adversely affected my mother, too. It was distressing to witness this behaviour in someone who knew a great deal about physical fitness and one who had been so fit himself. He was, however, fully capable of walking when he chose to. We once took them both for a holiday to the coast in Mombasa. It could only be achieved by organising wheelchair support at the airport and within the hotel. It was a tiring and tiresome experience for John and me, we had to wheel both around a fair bit, but our intention was a noble one, to give them a nice holiday in a luxurious 5-star hotel. On our return journey, the flight was delayed for several hours. Alu need to use the toilet, so I asked for an airport attendant to assist him. It took too long for the person to arrive, in the meantime, Alu calmly got up from the wheelchair and walked to the toilet, completely normally and unaided. As he came back out, the relevant attendant arrived and witnessed what seemed like the passenger’s miraculous cure! Undaunted at being found out, Alu sat down again and just waited to be wheeled to the aircraft.”

Alu Mendonca passed away on  10 March 2017.

There was a time when Goan fathers only spoke to a child when he or she needed disciplining and out came the belt, the whipping stick or the slap. Otherwise, the Minister for Home Affairs (the mother) dealt with everything else. Rose was lucky enough to be born in an era when fathers, especially those in white-collar jobs, made it their business to in-connect with their children. Rose and her father, Alex Henry D’Sa (Leo to his friends) had such a beautiful relationship.  When he passed away suddenly at the age of 53, it changed her life irrevocably. “Several decades passed before I recovered from the impact and then, perhaps, never quite completely.”

This book is about one woman’s passion for her father, her mother, her husband Professor John Anthony Matthews, passion for relatives, passion for tennis, passion for law and passion for a universe of interests. And a passion for just life and all that is fortunate enough to capture her interest and win her dedication.

This is by no means an in-depth review of a book that will find its niche amongst readers from Kenya, Britain, Goa, Europe and anywhere else where she is recognised … especially as one of the great lawmakers of the European community. In the second part, I will look at her passion for tennis and the law.


Tom Verdon

Rose was a visiting Professor of Law at Cardiff University whilst I was there in 1982. She lectured in Constitutional Law and was a wonderful member of the Cardiff Law School! We had a number of great chats in her rooms over coffee. Doctor George Kanyeihamba the Head of the Constitutional Law Department often joined us. The subject of discussion was invariably Uganda and its troubles under Milton Obote, then in his second term. George had fled Uganda after making anti Amin Comments whilst holding the Chair of Law at Makerere University. Rose knew a number of Indians who had been deported from Uganda by the Dictator. They were incredibly interesting talks and Doctor Kanyeihamba would be invited back to Uganda after I had graduated, to become one of President Yoweri Museveni’s first Attorney General, instrumental in rewriting the Ugandan Constitution. David Cheffings and I, who played first pair at that time for Cardiff University’s tennis team, took Rose and George on at the Castle Club in Cardiff. Rose was a great player and the future Attorney General of Uganda was ‘enthusiastic’! I was very upset when Rose moved to take up a senior legal position at Birmingham University in around 1984! She is a vibrant and lovely lady with a huge intellect and an absolute star. Kenya Juu kweli!

 

Cyprian she is a lovely lady……incredibly hard working and honestly an inspiring academic. We had many chats about Kenya and tennis in Kenya. I think she played with many of the greats of the 70’s in Kenya, the likes of Yashvin Shretta and the Ilako brothers amongst others! Pleasure to share my memories of her!


Sandra Pellini

Rose was in my class at Loreto Convent Valley Road. She was the best essay writer of the class and often her essays were read out aloud. We were both in the school tennis team and often played doubles together in the tennis tournaments. She was also a brilliant actress. I recall her playing the part of Portia in “The Merchant of Venice”where I too had a small part. 

Congratulations  Rose for your success 


Some of the names that pop up in Rose's book:


Alu Mendonca, Teresa Mandricks, Dr Abel Carrasco,  Mary Carrasco, David Carrasco, Bessie Carrasco, Emeralda de Mello, Dr Charlie Paes, Suzette Paes, Dr Peter de Sousa, Lactty de Sousa, Philly and Neville De Mello, Neil De Mello, Rodney Lobo, Gordon D’Silva, Nelson Coutinho, Agnes and Anthony Coutinho, Darryl and Arthur Coutinho, Joyce and Florence D’Silva, Sarah Lobo, Amy D’Souza, Joseph D’Souza, Edith D’Souza, Robert and Elizabeth D’Souza and their children Ursula, Carl (Bonnie) and Lorraine. Paul and Sarah Lobo and their children Robin, Gavin, Myrtle and the late Rodney. Joe and Carmen Pereira, Eustace D’Mello, Frank and Clemy D’Souza’s daughters Linda and Lillian and her husband Q Lopes. Cruz and Eulet D’Souza, Angelo D’Sa, Pascoal and Esmeralda de Mello, Alba Fernandes, Norman Da Costa, Eddie Fernandes, Seraphino Antao, Erika Mendonca-DeSilva, Tyson DeSilva, Avtar Singh, Hillary Fernandes, Egbert Fernandes, Saude George, Manuel and Maria Mendonca (Rose’s maternal grandparents), Camillo and Georgina D’Sa (Rose’s paternal grandparents), Willibald Fernandes, Raymond de Mello, Dr Assumption (Sanoo) de Mello, Shaun Barretto, Rosalyn Mendonca, Bijoo de Mello, Dr Jeronimo Pius Mendonca, Jules Carneiro, Paul Nazareth, Dr P Z Patel, Eddie Rodrigues, Albert Joannes, Wilfrid D’Souza, Greg and Alu Carvalho, Greg Rodrigues, Joe Pereira, V. Sarvala, Marcellus Zuzarte, Roldao Menezes, Louisa and Valerie De Mello, 






 

 

 

  

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