HERE, IT DOESN'T RAIN IN NOVEMBER-END; BUT, IF IT DOES...
Pic.: Alwyn Mathias E arly this morning, my brother, Rony, called up. “Congratulations Rony,” I wished him, “Sorry, I am wishing you late.” Rony is a popular Konkani singer, now based in Kuwait. A week ago, he had been conferred with the honor – ‘The Best Male Konkani Singer in the Gulf'’. “Thank-you dattu* ,” Rony said, “Don’t worry about the delay; I can understand.” “I am in Mangalore,” Rony said. Till then, I was under the impression that he was calling me from Kuwait. Melvin Peris is one of the oldest and most popular Konkani singers, whose 100 th Konkani musical-nite was scheduled to be staged last night in one of the best open-air venues in Mangalore. About six-thousand people, including my mom, sisters-in-law, nephews and nieces, who are based in Mangalore, had been in the audience. Rony had been specially flown in from Kuwait by Melvin to sing at his momentous occasion. Many noted individuals, from different spheres of life, too, had been ...