A simple but lovely tribute to your grandmother and to the beautiful Goa that
once was.
It’s also a sorrow given to our grandchildren who will see concrete
monstrosities pop out of lush hillsides, pockmarks of dwellings in verdant
fields, filth on silver sands, garbage choking clean and
To Aka with love….
Today, August 13, is the 25th ‘Punyatithi’ or Death Anniversary of my
grandmother, Rukmini Balkrishna Borkar, who we used to fondly call “Aka”.
Aka was the wife of Goa’s illustrious Poet Bakibab Borkar and my mother’s
mom. I have fond and cherished memories of her and of my
