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Good News...
By Ravi Lobo

Sep 27, 2009

“Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”

- Elizabeth Stone

My wife knew me long before our marriage, hence on the first night there were no secrets to share or no old affairs to confess. No -forget the past and start everything afresh - kind of thing. 

Marriage day was hectic - shaking hands with hundreds of people; taking pictures with strangers; trying to recollect the names of distant aunts. It was a mess. 

At the night, I was so tired, I told my wife: “Let’s do something different than the regular guys.”

“What?” she asked.

“Let’s go to sleep,” I said. That seemed to be a nice idea to her. However she could not sleep; she had hundreds of hairpins. I ended up removing hairpins till the early morning. 

In the morning, when I came out of the bedroom, first person I met was grandma, who promptly asked: “When is the good news?”

I didn’t know what that meant? But after that thousands of people, some of them unrelated, some perfectly strangers – have asked me, millions of times: When is the good news? 

Grandma’s dilemma

“God is not taking me,” grandma used to say, “He will take me only after seeing your baba!”

Over the period I have become immune to this kind of banter. It is possible that I might have become a – Kevalin. 

“At your age, your grandpa had 3 daughters,” Grandma said last time.

“He was a sex maniac,” I retorted.

“Don’t talk like that.”

I sighed and grunted.

“Do you believe children are God’s gifts?” she threw a sudden question.

“Sure,” I said.

“But God’s part is not 100 percent. You need to put your efforts too,” she said that with a suggestive wink. 

Oh, Lord! Save me from the old generation. Once people become old, they think they may talk about sex openly! Nothing is impolite or taboo for them, anymore. 

Grandma is nearing 90. You don’t talk back to a person that old. That is against our culture. (Nowadays, Mangalore is suddenly high on Culture! Overnight, everyone has become pro-culture.)   

Planting the seeds

I can understand grandma’s restlessness; even people who are nowhere related, pick me nowadays.

“Congratulations!” one of our neighbors said at the market with a mischievous smile. 

“Thank you,” I replied, wondering why. “Why the wishes?”

“You naughty boy, becoming a father soon, still have childishness,” pinched my cheeks.

“What?!” I was shocked. “Why didn’t you tell me?” asked my wife.

“Tell you what?”

“That you are pregnant!”

“I am not pregnant!”

“But the old crone here is saying you are pregnant,” muttered to avoid the attention from the pedestrians.

“How can she tell I am pregnant, when I know I am not?”

“I don’t know. I am not sure, how these things work. Okay, wait a minute,” I turned towards the lady, “why do you think she is pregnant?”

She hesitated a bit. “Well I thought, since you are married for couple of years now, it must be the right time. I saw a bit of bulge in her stomach-”

“She has put on weight, not pregnant,” I corrected her.

“Oh!” she giggled. But immediately composed herself, and gave a solemn warning: “Don’t wait too long. You need to plant the seed soon!”

God! How can someone talk like that? I have a wacky imagination. If someone talks about – planting the seed – my mind pictures the whole thing. This, planting-the-seed metaphor bogged my mind for several weeks. 

Parental blackmail

After a certain age, parents act like children.

“Any good news?” mom asked on the phone last time.

“Bought a car,” I said.

“Any other good news?”

“May get a promotion-”

“Anything else?” At this point I know where the conversation is leading.

“President Obama came to our home yesterday, for coffee.”

“Okay. Any other good news?”


“Is your wife vomiting?” (A highly politically-incorrect question!)


“Remember your friend - Rakesh?”

“Yes, what happened?”

“His wife is pregnant.”


“Yeh. He married after you.”


“Remember Susan?”

“Is she pregnant too?” (Premonition)


That follows a long list of women who are either pregnant or delivered babies recently. In our small town, Women, the moment they realize they are pregnant, call my Mom to deliver the good news. And my Mom, no matter how late it is, calls me and expects similar news from me.  

Unusual voice mail

One day, got a call at 3 am in the morning from an old aunt.

“What?” I said.

“Nothing.” (Imagine a person calling at 3 am to say – Nothing!)

“Why did you call?”


“It is 3 am.”

“Do you want me to remember the time zones of all the countries at this old age?”

“Okay. I am sorry. Why did you call?”

“I have a question.”

“Tell me.”

“Do you have any good news?”

“No,” I said.

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I am not lying!”

“Your grandma told me-”

“Is this why you called?”


“Well, grandma is old. She doesn’t know what she talks.”

“I won’t tell anyone. Tell me is it true?” she begged.

“No, it is not true. How many times should I tell you?” raised my voice.

“Don’t be angry,” she muttered, “I am keeping the phone down; simply wasted money on this call.”

I got so frustrated by such calls, for some time, I didn’t answer any calls, and composed a custom voice mail for this period. That went something like this: “We are currently out of the home and not planning for a child. Please leave your name and number. We will let you know as soon as we have any good news.”

Sometimes, I have felt like the whole world is waiting for my kid - some sort of a messiah! 

Suicide Notes

One day, while on the terrace, a sudden thought entered my mind. I realized, If I jump from the 7th floor all my problems would be solved. I would have jumped, but then I thought I should give some meaning to my death. 

I decided to fully utilize my death for a great cause. Hence I wrote the following letter to NASA. 

Dear Chief Director (NASA),

Let me know if you are looking for a person for your space odysseys - to Mars or such distant planets. Being remote chances of returning, I reckon, many don’t volunteer for such programs, however I consider myself an exception! 

When I didn’t receive any reply from NASA, I wrote one for the Indian president.  
Dear Mrs. President,

If you are looking for a volunteer to conduct mischievous/ mysterious activities at the border, please count me in. 

Then one for the American Medical Association (AMA),

Kind Attn: The Dean, American Medical Association.

Sub: Volunteer to identify the taste of Cyanide

Dear Sir/Madam,

If you really want to identify the taste of potassium cyanide (KCN, that’s right, I know the scientific name, I was a science student), do let me know. Since I am a writer, I can describe the exquisite experience precisely. Please call me after 9 pm CST, since incoming calls are free at that time. 

Then I wrote one letter for Daiji, 

Dear Daijiworld proprietors,

I have always wondered about the mysterious name of your web site - Daijiworld! Hundreds of precious hours, I have spent in vain, decoding the meaning of your web site name. But looks like the mystery won’t be resolved before my departure. However that is not why I have written this letter. I am going to make a generous offer to you, which, like in The God Father, you will not be able to reject! I would like to offer all the rights of my articles, including films rights - to you. I have my reasons – mysterious -like your website name. Please don’t say No. 

Then I wrote a final, short but effective, letter to my parents. 

Dear Mom and Dad

You are responsible for my suicide! 

Life around Babies

I have not received any replies for my mails. But I have high hopes. Coming back to babies - I don’t hang around with people having babies. Parents with babies don’t come on time for any occasions. They blame the baby for the delay. In fact babies don’t take much time, parents are simply lazy. 

Some moms showcase their babies like Olympic trophies; some sort of an achievement. This strange behavior has mystified me since long. The result of unsafe sex is not an achievement; it’s a blunder!

Finally, one has to listen to the parents, about how great their children are. “He is going to prove E is NOT equal to MC square,” a young mom told me about her child. I regarded the child with great veneration. But these super–intelligent kids, I don’t know what happens to them, when they grow up, shred all the traces of intelligence, become very ordinary and opt for such menial jobs as that of a bus conductor!  

I can not blame people; my mom herself thought I would become some sort of a scientist. Mom tortured the guests and family friends with my future scientific endeavors. But when I failed in the science subject itself, all her hopes and dreams shattered. “You would probably become a stupid writer,” she concluded. 

Somewhere after this incident, my teacher caught me scribbling, with a char coal, on the outside wall of our school toilet. I was so engrossed in the act, I didn’t notice his unexpected arrival. Teacher pulled my ear, twisted it and was about to cane me, something caught his eyes. “Where did you get this?” he said looking at my scribbling.

“That’s my own,” I said.

His jaw dropped, cane fell down. “Punctuations are proper,” he muttered, “verbs and nouns are in balance, sentence flow is smooth,” then a thin smile appeared on his lips.

“I won’t cane you,” he said, “you are anyway doomed. You will become a worthless poet my friend. Now get out of here before I change my mind.”

Sometimes or probably every time, the curse of your mother simply gets you – and you are done for life! 

“Can you hold my child for a moment?” a lady asked at the supermarket, and before I could say No, thrust the baby in my hands. The child tried to pluck my eyes, pulled my hair, bit my nose, and twisted my cheeks. These politically incorrect gestures would offend a normal person, but not me. If I tell you, then and there I decided to go for a child, I would be telling you a lie. But the thought lingered in my mind. Everybody goes for a kid, why not me? I thought. Like a fast food buffet, the options in life are limited: Birth, marriage, sex, children, enlightenment and death. Death is hereditary, enlightenment is unheard, sex is overrated, marriages fall apart – there are not many options in life. 

A less ordinary Doctor

For years, Hindi movies have kept us in darkness by showing women becoming pregnant, the first time they have sex. Nothing is farther from the truth. You don’t become pregnant the first time you have sex. This is humanly impossible: A big no-no (Don’t try it though!).

But when you really want to go for a baby, you find lot of complexities, including but not limited to: Poly Ovarian Syndrome, early menopause, irregular cycles, hypo-thyroid, mental stress, perfectly working contraceptives etc. 

“Is anything wrong with you?” restless neighbors have asked.

Some others have questioned crudely: “Did you consult a doctor?”

“I don’t need to,” I have tried to be polite.

“How do you know? Are you a doctor?”

After this I became paranoid. I really thought something must be wrong with me; and rushed to a doctor along with wife. 

“Doctor, we are planning for a baby,” I said.

“Is anything wrong?” doctor asked.

“You tell me. You are the doctor.”

“OK. I have a scientific test for these cases. Just answer whatever comes to mind when I ask the questions.”


“What is the capitol of Chile?”

“I don’t know,” I said “But I know Buenos Aires is the capital of Argentina, which is a neighboring country. Will that do?”

“That is fine. What is the full form of KGB?”

“Komitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezopasnosti,” my wife said.

“How did you know that?” I asked her.

“Dad did a small project for them during the cold war.”

“Jesus!” I said, “I knew it! I knew it! He was a spy all along! What else did you hide from me?”

“Next question,” doctor intervened, “What is the sum of 75 and 25?”

“Don’t,” I stopped my wife, she was about to say something. “This is a tough one.” I figured. All my engineering life I had used an electronic calculator. I can smell a tough one. 

“Let me try the engineering approach,” I told my wife, “Let’s define two integer variables - Then round the values. The ceiling of 75 is 80 and that of 25 is 30. The sum of these two numbers is 110 - Minus the delta. The result should be 100 and something. But since the initial data types are integer the result should be 100. Final answer, please lock it,” I said confidently. 

That satisfied the doctor. “You guys are normal,” he concluded.

“Can we go for a baby?”

“Of course”

“Do you recommend anything?” I asked earnestly.

“I recommend lots of sex,” he said. 

Good news

I haven’t received any letter from NASA, I am still waiting. 

Couple of months back, my wife got some strips from the pharmacy.

“What are these?” I asked.

“Pregnancy test! A drop of urine on the strip, tells one is pregnant or not.”

This is not a great invention according to me. The strip tells something, which you will eventually come to know anyway, with or without a strip. 

Few days later, early morning, I heard a sudden thud in the bathroom. Immediately I jumped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. The door was locked. In a similar situation, Sunil Shetty – a Mangalorean hero - would break the door and save the heroin. I am not a Hero and we have a strong bathroom door. I waited. Door opened in few minutes. My wife was fine. She gave a mysterious look.

“What?” I asked.

“I am pregnant!” She said.

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Reema, PortlandTuesday, April 06, 2010
I had been reading ur articles for so long but had to say that I love this one the most...It jes described me and my hubby's plight...keep writing n entertaining us..
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n, nThursday, November 05, 2009
it was quite similar to what we have gone through .... n now reading this is funny but facing that situation is not always funny .. congratulates !!!!!
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jean nazareth, M'LORE/ U.S.ATuesday, October 20, 2009
You have an amazing style of writing, portraying facts of living in m'lore with actual experiences. Did really enjoy all your articles. Keep writing.... CONGRATULATIONS TO U GUYS !!!!
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Movin Lewis, Brahmavar/BahrainThursday, October 08, 2009
Funniest article I ever read on DAIJIWORLD!!! You made me crack up more than once....really well written! not amateurish at all. Please keep on writing more articles like this. Am a fan of yours now!
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Rajesh P, MangaloreWednesday, October 07, 2009
Congratulations Ravi and Reema !
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Nellyson, Karkala\RiyadhTuesday, October 06, 2009
Hello Ravi, Top article..very very near to the real life.. Nice Comments...I am amaged by the anxiety of women to test the pregnancy-"Pregnancy test! A of urine on the strip, tells one is pregnant or not.” How it is possible to just to put a of Urine on that "Strip" hahaaaaa..I mean one need to collect the urine and then one or two onto the strip!!! what a grtae invention..Women who hate the Urine smell suddenly loving it!!!.. Really a worth reading article filled with reality which is happening around us...Keep it up and I appreciate your "Critic" talent which might change the mind of "Good news seekers" think twice before they ask you!! ahahhhaaaaaa
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Wendy, BangaloreTuesday, October 06, 2009
A great read.. very nicely written..
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Ozy Permannur, MangaloreSunday, October 04, 2009
Quite amazing and humorous. Cograts dear! Keep it up. Come up with many more like and similar ones.
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shwetha, mangaloreFriday, October 02, 2009
Its really fantastic Ravi.I thoroughly enjoyed it.Its very hillarious too. There are lots more expectations from your articles.
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Lavina S. Pinto, Mangalore/DubaiFriday, October 02, 2009
Expecting more articles from you. Keep it up.
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ashith pinto, mangaloreThursday, October 01, 2009
very nice article. i have become a fan of urs...
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Zubair(federal Ex)Dubai, Bhatkal/DubaiThursday, October 01, 2009
Hey bro, that was a amazing one.. Congrats!!! if possible e mail me plss...
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RAJESH BHANDARKAR M, MANGALOREThursday, October 01, 2009
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mana, udupi/bangaloreWednesday, September 30, 2009
I just felt as though my own experience is jotted down but hilariously..good one!!!!
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Reshma, KasargodWednesday, September 30, 2009
Cool Article!!!!
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Abraham Coutinho, Mundkur/BombayWednesday, September 30, 2009
To clarify your point, as I know - Sairo is male singlular. Saire is male plural. Sairem is female singular. But Sairim need not be female plural strictly. It is general term used for plural of "Guests" consisting males and females including "Sairim" with "Daijis" also. In olden days wedding they were using terms "Sairyam cho Man" (Respect)and "Daijyam cho Man" distinctively to specifically identify the relationship. Konkani language also has got it's own beaustiful grammer which some times we ignore and give importnce only to the communication aspect. So the distinction of certain words like "Daiji" and "Sairim" is lost.
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Good News..., Taccode - AustraliaWednesday, September 30, 2009
Good article I hope ur grandma didn,t read this ........
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Joyce Joson, Tuesday, September 29, 2009
It looks like a real and very common story, it is wake up call for all who are desperate to hear the good news once we got married. Which sometimes, without our knowledge we are becoming insensitive by being so inquisitive in our actions..
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Antony Crasta, Mangalore/Sydney AustraliaTuesday, September 29, 2009
Abraham Coutinho`s (Mundkur/Mumbai)explanation of the term `Daiji`is perfect and totally agree. Well done Abraham! But I am not so sure of the explanation given to the term `sairim`. I am pretty sure, terms `saire` and `sairim` (the word `sairo/saire`for male and `sairen/sairim`for female) belong to all relatives, irrespective of their descendants or predecessors, either from their father`s or mother`s side. I could be wrong though.
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Priya Lobo, Kinnigoli/londonTuesday, September 29, 2009
Good one Prashanth,enjoyed a lot.Congrats
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Robert Lobo, Mangalore/KinnigoliTuesday, September 29, 2009
Hello There...what can I say. This is one of your best, keep it up. God Bless You.
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Usha Rego, Bejai / DubaiTuesday, September 29, 2009
Excellent. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your article. Looking forward for more.
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Hazel, BombayTuesday, September 29, 2009
Hi Ravi, As usual, a well written article, and as the response shows,many of the readers have had to face the same question bank as you did. But hey, things don't stop with the arrival of the first baby. If you are lucky on the baby's first birthday , your relatives would ask you or rather suggest that you guys have a second baby as "they feel" the first baby is lost for company. Good luck to you guys and regards to your better half.
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Divya , Kinnigoly/ Mumbai / SharjahTuesday, September 29, 2009
Good article Prashanth. Felt like everything was just happening. I assume the next article would be about the baby.
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Abraham Coutinho, Mundkur/BombayTuesday, September 29, 2009

Ravi's Good News Article is good one. Interesting. The topic has woven many people, their desires and things around it. Nancy, Belman's clarification of the word "Daiji" is not perfect. The connection of "Daiji" comes down from Male Descendants only.

They carry the same blood and Surname. They are great grand father, grand father, father, self, son, grand son and grate grand son, so on, all on male side. Hence,"Daijis" must be of same blood & Surname.

When boys are born from same womb of the mother, they are "brothers" and their MALE descendents down the linage are "Daijis". Two people of same Surname need not be "Daijis". They may not have any relationship at all. When the FEMALE marries, her Surname changes and also of her children. Hence her generation from new relation does not become "Daiji". They are "Sairim".

That is "Sairi ke tauvn Sairim". In olden days even though the engagement is done, both sides of the Boy and Girl had to invite each other for their wedding personally when girls side come to Boy's home, they were welcomed as " Novim Sairim". In case of MALE descendents like A, B, C, here the A is called "True Grand Father" of C in legal language. Because A is C's "Daiji". Mother's father is just called as " Grand Father". It is a way of clarifying the relationship to be very specific- "Daiji" or "Sairim" Hope, "Daiji" and "Sairim" is fully clarified.

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Nishanth D'silva, MangaloreTuesday, September 29, 2009
Excellent article, Good one enjoyed reading it,it's very funny, Congrats Mr.Ravi Lobo...........
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Sunil D'Souza, Mangalore/QatarTuesday, September 29, 2009
Real story. most of the newly wed couples will face this situation. interesting to read.
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rani, mangaloreTuesday, September 29, 2009
good write up ravi, very much enjoyed it ...now waiting for the next one with an olympic trophy in one hand! congrats and all the best , im sure uve made yr fly happy finally
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Ganesh, Kinnigoly,MuscatTuesday, September 29, 2009
Nice article and congrats my dear driend
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Satish More, PuneTuesday, September 29, 2009
Wonderful article Ravi. Hearty Congratulations. Great to see you penning down real life experiences and making them so readable and interesting. P.S. Honestly by God, this statement is so unjust. You will understand that yourself- "In fact babies don’t take much time, parents are simply lazy."
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jaya dsouza, kuwaitTuesday, September 29, 2009
well......it's time for a next question....from all those total strangers and unrelated so called aunts!! .... chedungi, cherko????? keep scribbling. i loved it!
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Nice Article, we need more articles from you. "Life is all about expectations most or rather all are implied from people around you. All the Best
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Reena Reane, Mangalore/KuwaitTuesday, September 29, 2009
Very Interesting. Enjoyed. Great Job jiju.
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Chaitra, BangaloreTuesday, September 29, 2009
Nice article full of humour... One more beautiful write up from you Ravi...Second part- Congratulations to you and Reema... Try to complete that novel you are writing in hiding:) before the little one comes.....
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Herbert Joseph Menezes, BarkurMonday, September 28, 2009
Hi Ravi, nice article. God bless both of you.
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Satyananda Pai, IndiaTuesday, September 29, 2009
The first half is cool..the later was made up. With good touch of how granny's speak, your comment on grandpa about he being a ...maniac, manglore's sudden love to be culturally correct..
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Antony Crasta, Mangalore/Sydney AustraliaTuesday, September 29, 2009

Surely, this is one of your best. Ravi, you have brought out the real life situation and dilemma of so many newly- wedded couples with regard to having a baby in a hilarious, comical and humorous form. Reminded me of my own situation as well, when my colleagues at the work place, specially the ladies, used to pester me as to when I was going to be a father, when nothing was happening even after one or two years of my marriage.

Thankfully, my parents and the relatives were not around closeby, so I was spared of the ordeal like yours. By the way, I thoroughly enjoyed the article and really had a good laugh! Thanks Ravi, and keep going!

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A.S.Mathew, U.S.A.Tuesday, September 29, 2009
It is real story with a lot of humour in it. Keep up the good work.
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Donald D'Souza, Kirem/MilwaukeeTuesday, September 29, 2009
Ravi, this is an excellent article from you. And congrats to both of you.
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Vandana Menezes, Dubai/Belle-ShirvaTuesday, September 29, 2009
Ravi, your articles are truly laugh out loud funny. You express everyday moments of life in a natural and hilarious way. Congrats to you and your wife. I'm sure you will have many more lovely moments to pen from now on. All the best and keep those witty articles coming in.
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lena ferns, mangaloreTuesday, September 29, 2009
Dear ravi. Please add ...before you get married they ask are you not getting married? After getting married they ask What no good news? If you have good news they ask What so soon? That's Mangalore. Good article. Keep it up.
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Rekha Lobo, Mangalore / DubaiMonday, September 28, 2009
Very nice article Ravi... Keep it up and Congragulations to both of you. God Bless you.
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Roshan, MangaloreMonday, September 28, 2009
Nice and interesting article with pure Indian sentimental touch.
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Wilson, Kinnigoli/IrelandMonday, September 28, 2009
Hi Ravi, Nice & enjoyable article. Weaved a real life story in anyone's life into a humorous story. Anyway, congratulations on "Good News"! :)
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anitalobo, Monday, September 28, 2009
Great thoughts,you have just pictured the minds of people so well . congatulations and continue writing....tiring day, I had a good laugh , after a tiring day at work...
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Anita Dsilva, Mangalore/DubaiMonday, September 28, 2009
Ravi, very Hilarious Article. Keep it coming....Congratulations on the new arrival. Hope family, neighbours and friends will be finally very happy for you.
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Raj,Udupi, udupi/ dubaiMonday, September 28, 2009
Nowadays, Mangalore is suddenly high on Culture! Overnight, everyone has become pro-culture.............mr.Ravi change can happen any time.
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Joyce Mascarenhas, DubaiMonday, September 28, 2009
Very well written article - so true!
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Jossy Moras, Mangalore (Bangalore)Monday, September 28, 2009
Very intresting Article by Ravi lobo even funny too.good work
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Suku...., KuwaitMonday, September 28, 2009
Hi, Ravi.....gud one...Keep it up!!!
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Dheeraj Hegde, Mlore / AbuDhabiMonday, September 28, 2009
Any Good News Dude.... Good one lobo.... very interesting and practical...
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Reshma Lobo, Valencia/KuwaitMonday, September 28, 2009
Dear Ravi....Very hillarious article...Keep going.. I truly enjoyed.. Congrats to you and Reema..
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mohammed Zubair(federal), BhatkalMonday, September 28, 2009
Dear Ravi,, A superb article
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Ajay Fernandes, BangaloreMonday, September 28, 2009
A superb article from Ravi something on which I was pondering on for quite some time. Life is all about expectations most or rather all are implied from people around you. When your born, people want you to be a smart kid, then a intelligent student, later a degree from some top rated college. Once that’s done the expectation cycle leads you to a career in a MNC. That’s almost like a ticket to get married. Once you cross this major hurdle your now expected to have kids. Then I guess you will have expectations from your kids as well but its too early to discuss on that. “The best things in life are unexpected - because there were no expectations.”
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Sumo, Belman/Balkunje/Mumbai/BangaloreMonday, September 28, 2009
Dude, U rock with this Article. BTW Contratulations too.
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Nancy, BelmanMonday, September 28, 2009
Dear Ravi, You had written letter to Daiji-Author for the meaning of Daijiworld. In our native, if two person with same sirname meets, then they are called or recognised as Daiji's. For ex: if D'souza's meet then they are daiji's, if Mathais' then they are also called Daiji's. Not neccessary that, they should be realated to one another. No need of having blood relation. And if any Cardoza sees any other cardoza coming on the same way, then they say "Marlo daijamak", "Daiji kain bair sorlo" etc. And daiji's get invitation for any functions in the other daiji's home. Hope if anyone was not knowing the meaning, now understood. If not, then The Daiji Editor can explian properly. So I think the Editor met some of his friends in Dubai long ago and started Daiji-dubai, which afterwords became popularly known as DAIJIWORLD, which brings all mangloreans inspite of caste, creed or language under one name "DAIJI"
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Della Rego, Mangalore, Doha, QatarMonday, September 28, 2009
Good article Ravi and it is true too. In your case if your wife is pregnent, congratulation to both of you and hope your grandma is happy now. Wish you all the best and keep writing.
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neetu, St LouisSunday, September 27, 2009
Very well written ravi !! And Congrats to you both !!
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Joyer Noronha, KinnigoliSunday, September 27, 2009
Ravi, you have elevated yourself to another level with this article. As someone has rightly pointed out the stage is getting set for your much awaited and well hidden first book. Thanks for depciting those agonies that quite a few newly wed couples undergo in these days of increased infertility.
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Lawrence Mascarenhas, USAMonday, September 28, 2009
Nice article Ravi. If Reema is actually pregnant, congratulations to you both and to your grandma too. What took you so long anyway!!! (Perhaps the blessings from the above)
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calvin, mangaloreSunday, September 27, 2009
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Prashanth Lobo, Niddodi/KuwaitSunday, September 27, 2009
Hey bro, that was a amazing one.. Congrats!!!
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Wilfy, MangaloreMonday, September 28, 2009
Hi Ravi, a beautifull article........pls go on......reg/wilfy.
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Harish Shetty, Udupi/BahrainSunday, September 27, 2009
Good one,enjoyed reading it,it's very funny, thank you Mr. Lobo for sharing your own experience.
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Rima, Moodubelle/DubaiSunday, September 27, 2009
This article is pure genius. I was totally engrossed and found it to be hilarious. Will definitely look forward to more laughs and all the best for more such "Good News"
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Anil Dsouza, HalealveSunday, September 27, 2009
Ravi, This according to me ,was THE BEST of all your Best articles.I am seriously looking forward to read your novel which i know u r writng in hiding :).CONGRATS anyways on becoming PAPA
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Lolita, M'lore/NJSunday, September 27, 2009
I think you have a great sense of humor and style of writing.A perfect read on a rainy sunday afternoon here. Enjoyed this one just as much as the others you have written. Congrats on "the good news" and keep them (articles)coming.
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Balakrishna T. Shetty, Palladakody/Mangalore/RiyadhSunday, September 27, 2009
Very good article… it looks like real story (mostly it is). I have enjoyed a lot.
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Anita, Sunday, September 27, 2009
Congrats! Reema and Ravi, wishing you all the very best for forthcoming days. Another good article straight from the heart
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Rajesh Veigas, Mlore/Bahrain Sunday, September 27, 2009
Dear Ravi .... Nice Article ..Keep Going .we need more articles from you. All the Best -
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Calvin, Surathkal\USASunday, September 27, 2009
LOL, that was an excellent write up Ravi. Please take a bow.
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Enid D'souza, Mangalore/Doha-QatarSunday, September 27, 2009
Congrats ! Ravi Lobo nice article God bless you, keep it up.
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Naveen Mathias, Kinnigoli / DubaiSunday, September 27, 2009
Hillarious....Situation of most of the newly wed couples very well described. Good Article Ravi....Your style of describing life is superb
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Thomas Dsouza, Gorigudda/IsraelSunday, September 27, 2009
Very intresting Article by Ravi lobo even funny too.good work.
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