As in every story, there comes a time when the hero rides off into the sunset,
and so it is for Whitefield. I am not being bleak, but that is the truth.
The very atmosphere has changed, the old timers look out
of their windows at the dust on the leaves of the trees and bushes,
some dying of a parched thirst of the soil. The gardens no longer can
be a display of joy, but of envy to the 'developer', always with a hawk eye
on property, to 'lynch' and to 'quarter' the once quiet bastion of the pensioner.
Antique chandlers
are few and scattered
around. One old house '
The Waverley Inn
' (which Churchill visited when he came to Whitefield) still
cheerfully blooms
under the loving eyes of
Mrs. Lousie D'souza
who admires her vast garden. Another old owner
Mr. Louis D'Silva
(Ray, Desmond, Bernard) also has a love for his big plot and his
three
houses
within them going down the
generations
in style. Whitefield has changed so much, commercialision has taken roots
as part of economic advances, but at what cost. Basically, there are
no 'pioneers' left to challenge the changes and to recreate the dreams and
passions of the Anglo-Indian Settlers who first settled here. Go to the
History of Whitefield
and you will see actually who it belongs to, and who has taken what
from whom today. Ron's e-mail: Ronnie 1 (or) Ronnie 2
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Thought for the Day: " Blessed are you poor, For yours is the kingdom of God. Blessed are you who hunger now, For you shall be filled. Blessed are you who weep now, For you shall laugh. Blessed are you when men hate you, And when they exclude you, And revile you, and cast out your name as evil, For the Son of Man's sake. Rejoice in that day and leap for joy! For indeed your reward is great in heaven, Fon in the manner their fathers did to the prophets. But woe to you who are rich, For you have received your consolation. Woe to you who are full, For you shall hunger. Woe to you who laugh now, For you shall mourn and weep. Woe to you when all men speak well of you, For so did they fathers to the false prophets." Holy Bible: Luke 6:20-26