December 8, 2008

PRESERVE DEAD TERRORISTS & DISPLAY ALIVE

PAKISTANI TERRORISTS:
PRESERVE THE DEAD AND DISPLAY THE ALIVE.


What the Pakistani terrorists did in Mumbai in the last week is very horrible and disturbing. This dastardly terrorist attack should never be forgotten and as such its memory and image should be kept alive not for the current generation but also for the future generation too. Let future generation of India judge not only the brutality perpetrated on innocent people of India by the Muslim terrorists of Pakistan but also by the Islamic country of Pakistan. Hence, it is my suggestion to the concerned authorities of India to embalm the bodies of all the dead Muslim terrorists of Pakistan and display them in an especially constructed museum in Mumbai preferably at Colaba, near the Taj Hotel. Let all the people in India see who they are and what devilish barbarity they committed in the name of their belief. Let all the true Indians and peace loving people know the terror they unleashed on innocent people comprising Indians, Europeans, Americans and Jews. Thru this display, let the godfathers of these terrorists from Pakistan get some shame. In this way we can nicely humiliate the perpetrators of such terrorism, their mentors and their country. And thru this the Indians in India should be kept on their toes of the impending attacks from Muslim fanatics from Pakistan.

India and Indians must never in reality accept Pakistan and a major portion of Pakistani Muslims as friends of India. Pakistan and its Muslim population if not all then at least a major part still feel hurt by the way the cruelties were committed on Muslims by Hindus and Sikhs during the partition of India. They still feel very hurt by the support India gave to East Pakistan to create Bangladesh. They dislike India and Hindus when Indian Muslims are harassed in India. Indian Hindus especially Hindu fanatics like Modi in Gujarat and Advani the architecht of Babri Masjid demolition must ponder over this very carefully. They generate hate campaign for Indian Muslims and when Pakistani Muslims release terror in Mumbai as a revenge all the Hindu fanatics and perpetrators of hate campaign against Indian Muslim hide under the petticoats of their wives and concubines. They have no guts to face the bullets of 10 terrorists but they have guts to assault, kill and destroy thousands of innocent and unarmed Muslims. When a Muslim is hurt, the entire Muslim world is getting hurt while a Hindu is hurt, only Hindus from India are hurt. In the terrorists attack in Mumbai the fake power of Shiv Sena, its Sainiks and that of Hindu fanatics of BJP was uncovered.

During his last days, when Hitler realized his end is coming closer, he was informed that allied forces will capture him if not alive then at least his dead body and keep it for display for public viewing. Sensing this would be an act of humiliation for him even after his death, Hitler according to one historical account, by pouring petrol all over his body and room put fire in his room and simultaneously shot himself dead. By putting fire in his room, he did not allow any traces of his body to fall into the hands of his enemies and thus prevented his enemies to humiliate his dead body. Humiliating one’s dead body is the worst thing for any human being.

Regarding the captured alive terrorist, he should not be sentenced for death but be kept alive and again he should be kept for public display in Mumbai. To do this authorities concerned in Mumbai must build a bullet proof glass showcase like a Vetrine and keep him seated there at a very strategic place during the day time possibly near the Taj Hotel by erecting a special display room well guarded by the armed security personnel. In this way he should be kept for public viewing and thru it let him and his godfathers in Pakistan suffer the worst humiliation.

During the Portuguese rule in Goa, a Hindu Police named Sukddo was the most feared Goan Police. He was the terror of first grade, he harassed and physically tortured so many Goans. He humiliated and even killed Goan freedom fighters. During those days in Goa his name was like a terror. Mothers used to put their crying children at nights to sleep by taking the name of Sukddo so that crying children were frightened and gone to sleep. He was the best "chamcha" of Portuguese regime. Most of the chamchas during those days were men like Sukddos only and they only got better dividends from Portuguese regime. Most of the Sukddos were in Police force and millitary as helpers. We used to call these helpers as "Miam" mainly from Pernem, Siolim Chopddem and other places in North Goa. They were all Marathi educated with little spoken Portuguese. When Indian army took possession of Goa, Sukddo was caught from his hiding place and brought to Mapusa Police Station from where he was harassing and torturing Goans. Then he was handcuffed and kept seated on the chair at the entrance of Mapusa Police Station for many days for public display. People passing by that side were cursing him, insulting him and even spitting and he was receiving all these humiliations silently at times even crying. This was the worst humiliation Sukddo had to suffer for his sins he committed during Portuguese regime. Where is he now? Is he alive still or dead? I don’t know but as a small boy I saw him, I met him and I even spoke to him. He was fluent in Portuguese and Konkani in typical Hindu accent.

A. Veronica Fernandes,
Kuwait.

GOAN NAMES AND SURNAMES.

GOAN NAMES AND SURNAMES.

By Valmiki Faleiro.

Goan names are often interesting. Even surnames. And, best of all, our nicknames! Let us delve a bit into this delightful subject over the next few Sundays. Permit me to talk with no particular reverence. But, before I’m accused of poking fun at others, let me start today with my own peculiarities.

I’ll begin with my family nickname, ‘Sulço.‘ Meaning, one from the south. Most Goan nicknames, we must remember, were born out of derision. But, this rather innocuous one carried a bit of history. Down ages, whenever Goans had to flee – from wars, pestilence or persecution – Tiswadkars and Bardezkars generally fled eastwards or north. Folks from today’s Salcete and Mormugao (‘Sasaxtikars’) invariably fled south. Some never returned: the coastal Karnataka/Kerala Konknnis.

An ancestor was treasurer of the local Comunidade, repository of the village wealth. Margao was a wealthy village. Her treasury was prime target in an enemy attack. Inthe face of a Maratha attack, my ancestor fled. Naturally, southwards … possibly to Mangalore. He either was a funk or fell in love with something in that balmy coastal town. Because, despite reminders that things were safe, our hero was not returning. Angry Margaoites christened him ‘Sulço‘ when he eventually did. Understandably. How ‘Sulço‘ got morphed to ‘Sulço Combo’ (southern rooster), in the 20th century, is something I’m trying to find out. No one seems to know. About an answer came from an elderly man, now in Australia, who spent his boyhood years in my neighbourhood. Alluding to my long-gone paternal uncle, he said, “I was not perceptive enough to observe whether he was a Don Juan, or whether it was a sobriquet assigned to himout of sour grapes by women who secretly craved for his virile looks, as I remember them.”

From smiles that ‘Sulço Combo’ still evoke, to my family name: Faleiro. ‘de Souza’ is arguably the most common Goan surname. There is a whole township called Souza in Mozambique, inhabited only by de Souzas. ‘Faleiro’ ranks among the rarest of Goan Catholic surnames, which originated from missionaries who gave their own surnames to the new converts. The trend continued with local ‘bhatkars’ thrusting their surnames upon their ‘mundkars.’ That’s how the few Goan Faleiros turned into slightly noticeable numbers. Goa’s first native Faleiros emerged in the Salcete village of Raia. They still form the bulk of Goan Faleiros, though now dispersed all over the world. Raia’s neighbouring village of Loutolim had a sparse sprinkling. Margao had only two. One was the Borda Faleiros. The other was my own ancestry – traditionally uni-linear by male descent, hence even fewer in number.

Despite microscopic numbers, ‘Faleiro’ is a well-known surname. Perhaps because, as a wag once said, they ‘talk’ (after “fala” in Portuguese) more, and get elected to public office! One spent half a lifetime as minister in India’s union government, another at the State level (this pen pusher himself was, though briefly, a Municipal President) and a dear schoolmate, Quintiliano, Sarpanch of Loutulim. TJ Faleiro, whose relatives owned Daman’s downtown ‘Hotel Paradise’, was with the Goa Civil Service. Heitor, another schoolmate, is currently director of Goa’s veterinary services.

From surname to name, I’m often asked how I bear a ‘Hindu’ name. “Ask my parents,”I say to escape a protracted explanation. I am, of course, proud of my Indian name. The story in brief: mother’s first cousin, married to Dr. Constancio Roque Monteiro of Nagoa-Verna, had a child baptized Valmiki. The boy died in early childhood. I was born some time later. Dr. Constancio Roque and my dad, both doctors, were also abreast with Indian traditions.

Another strange rarity in Goa… Valmiki, here, is not so much a ‘Hindu’ name as it is a Catholic one. An internet search of the telephone directory yielded six ‘Valmikis’ in Goa– five Catholics … a Menezes (son of Goa’s last Judicial Commissioner, Justice TitoMenezes) of Goa Velha, a Braganza from Chimbel, a Costa from Margao, the well-known diocesan priest, Fr. Valmiki Dias Gonsalves, and yours sincerely.

Two queer questions arise from the handful in Goa named after one of India’s greatest Maha Rishis. Why are the last two from just six Valmikis listed in the telephone directory – one a Catholic priest, the other far from any religious illusions – so often mistaken with one another?

The second, and more pertinent, of the two questions that I shall try to answer in the fewest possible words next Sunday: of six Valmikis in Goa, only one was Hindu, a Naik from Panjim. Why do Hindus in Goa fight shy of naming their sons after the great Indian sage? By its most plausible answer, hangs a tale… (ENDS.)