MY FRIEND'S FRIEND WAS MY FRIEND, TOO
“Amateurs
sit and wait for inspiration;
the
rest of us get up and go to work.”
Stephen
King
We do
not know how long we are going to live in this world. Still, all of us want to
live a long and healthy life. But, whether we live a short life or a long life - how does it
matter, unless that life is a ‘productive’ one?
Now, I do not want to discuss
here on what is meant by a ‘productive’ life… Suffice it to say this: If our
stay on this earth has helped, impacted, inspired people around us, I think, it’s
a productive life. Else, it’s just a ‘long life’… just a number. Yes, we ‘existed’.
That’s all.
Joe Gonsalves, who passed away
on Sunday due to Covid, in my hometown Mangalore, would have completed 100
years had he lived for another four months or so. But, his 99 years and 8
months on this earth was not a mere number… It’s an eventful, inspiring and
humbling journey. If we ever wanted to know what's the meaning of the expression
- ‘To die with one’s boots on’… or ‘To die still planting one’s cabbages’… we
have to pause and look at Joe Gonsalves’s life!
Joe Gonsalves died with his boots
on… He died still planting his cabbages… He ‘lived’ well before he died… Not
just ‘existed’.
Every
time I visited Mangalore, my closest friend Joe D’Silva (65) would, always,
talk about his first Boss – Joe Gonsalves. “Gerry, I will take you to his house…
He is a living Legend,” my friend would tell me. But, it remained only a ‘wish’…
Now, on Legend’s death, that unfulfilled wish has turned into a ‘regret’…
I regret not meeting my friend’s
friend… So, let me find solace in claiming this: ‘My friend’s friend was my
friend, too’!
Joe Gonsalves, my friend Joe D’
Silva and I – we all were blessed to be the products of St. Aloysius College,
the famed Jesuit institution in Mangalore. Joe Gonsalves had further dawned a
Master’s degree in Marketing from London… He had spent several decades heading top-level
corporate positions, both abroad and in India. Back in our hometown, Mangalore,
he was associated actively with several educational and philanthropic causes…
and, the most inspiring of them all – was his dashing role as the Chief Traffic
Warden in Mangalore…Yes, imagine this lean, erect 97–98-year-old man in his impeccable
khaki uniform dealing with the ‘crazy’ – and ‘unruly’ – traffic at the
hotspot of Mangalore city! His alert and agile presence out there would end up
inspiring an entire young-generation… It would, also, put them to shame!
Joe Gonsalves was a fitness
freak… A yoga enthusiast. He would visit various educational and other organizations
in order to spread awareness about keeping oneself healthy and productive in
life. Importantly, he would emphasize on the importance of civic sense and duty
towards society… He never returned without leaving his imprints on young minds!
After the death of his wife
Irene – who was his partner for 66 years – he lived alone in his house in Valencia,
Mangalore. Self-discipline was his most loyal companion till his last day… Each
day he woke up with a purpose beyond himself… sought grace and strength at the
morning Mass… Each night he said a Rosary with a friend… and went off to sleep
with a grateful heart…
My
friend Joe D’Silva (65) was heart-broken yesterday. “Gerry, I lost a dear
friend.” Imagine calling an almost 100-year-old man your dear friend! “He was
my first Boss… I would visit him every ten days… He had interesting stories to
tell… inspiring ideas to implement… He saved scores of troubled marriages through his
counselling…” my friend Joe had so much to say about his departed friend, Joe!
Hundreds of Joe Gonsalves’ admirers
attended the funeral service, yesterday. The Covid protocol had deprived
thousands of them from being there at the revered Milagres shrine at the heart
of Mangalore city. But, all of them – all over the globe – could pay their last
resect through live streaming… My friend Joe helped me join the Legend’s final journey through this medium…
Joe Gonsalves not only died
with his boots on… He died with his Cap on, too… Sir Edmund Hillary famously
said, “It’s not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.”
That’s the mountain Joe Gonsalves
conquered… That’s why he inspires us…
“Live on… O Captain, My Captain… My friend’s friend!
GERALD D’CUNHA
Pic’s: 1. mangaloretoday.com 2. mangalorean.com 3. pixabay
Video: 1. NDTV 2. Gerry Pacemakers
Comments
A lovely tribute to uncle Joe Gonsalves . He certainly was a legend. May he live in our hearts forever.