>
> It's a Sunday's rude awakening to read that Alfredo has left for his happy
> hunting grounds.
>
> A unique personality, a rascal and a rogue in a most lovable way. He was a
> rebel against every tradition, preconceived notion, and hidebound cultural
> restriction. The low castes in his village were as dear to him as the
> bhatcars who frowned on the company he kept.
>
> He had a refreshing sense of humor to which FN referred, but above that he
> was courageous and almost fearless in his challenges to authority both
> Portuguese and Indian in the defence of his Goan rights. If Alfredo was not a
> journalist, he could, if life had taken a different turn, be a
> bash-on-regardless type of army general.
>
> Alfredo was not atypical of his generation in the matter of his love of being
> a Goan. Achievements came naturally to him and he as smoothly seemed to brush
> them off as his ability to make an impression on people no matter what their
> station.
>
> A product of the mold of daring and adventurous young men and women who were
> in their late teens and early twenties when Goa's political landscape changed
> forever, Alfredo never lost his love for fellow Goans and the joy of a good
> escapade. He was indeed Goa's ambassador in Sweden, a natural one-man
> welcoming committee who never tired of being a warm host to an Indian
> visitor, no matter how numerous or from what station in life. Your importance
> or inconsequence meant little to him. It was your camaraderie he most sought.
>
> A tip of the hat and a swig from the glass to you Afredo. May your spirit
> never depart from us.
>
> Roland.
>
> Sent from my iPhone
