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Ravindra CFR

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Posted: Sun Sep 9th, 2007 06:05 am |
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With great sadness - Mr. Mahadeo, aka John White passed on
I learnt a few weeks ago of the passing of Uncle John. May your soul rest in peace and may you forever be remembered in the community. My sympathies to your family.
Here is an extract from Ravi's essay, capturing the beauty of a good son of the village.
"...Two doors down from the Buffalos, neighbor Mahadeo, a.k.a. John White is tending to the hibiscus hedge that borders his front fence. The battle scars of working the back dam cane cutting shows on his aged face. The once fair complexion has retreated to hide under his khaki pants and plaid shirt. The coarse hands, strong enough to carry the cane bundle, are gentle in swiping the doubled-edged cutlass back and forth to make the perfectly symmetrical hibiscus arch over the gate. The mathematical precision of the arch is tribute to a talent gone waste because of the injustices of his parents’ financial limitations to provide educational opportunities for a once bright and intelligent young man. The bare feet, strangers in companion of shoes, delicately balance on the edge of the raised peerhah to make the final touches on the arch. A gentle call comes, “Lilly, you cyan use the new broom now fu sweep up the leaf dem. Muss put am a front a Sadhu so his sheep cyan eat am.”
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