This afternoon I was lounging on my recliner on the rear porch of my residence, here in Goa overlooking an untilled private rice field, which is ringed by verdant hills. A brisk breeze was blowing; my coconut palm trees were swaying in the breeze and birds of every hue and sound were flitting about and serenading me. What a joy to be in Goa in mid-May. This is the Goa I love !
