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Freedom All she anticipated was for freedom She sat in the corner, crying  Tears rolling down her cheek,  Leaving a temporary stain The corner that everybody ignores Leaving her in pain She hates being a girl She wants to be free She wants to enjoy life And not to be someone's wife Little does she know That she has the freedom  The freedom that lives in her In the form of fire  Dazzling, bright and fierce How will she know it though?? All she's heard is fairytales of a queen  A queen who is nothing without her p rince charming A princess who needed seven men to help her A common girl who needed a man  to come pick her up from the dusty cinders Everybody tells her, That her life is written in the four corners of her house But what about her freedom? What about her happiness? What about making time for herself? What about her?

THE PÃO AND THE PODER: AN UNTOLD NOSTALGIA  The poder in Goa has his own identity. Towards many Goans he may be a person who roams in villages riding a motorbike with a basket tied behind it. But have you ever thought how great of an impact the pão in the poder’s basket and the poder himself has in the lives of Goans? The bread that comes in various varieties like pão, poi, kankonn, unddo in goa, has way more to its historical past than just having it freshly baked in the mud forno (oven). Goa is one of the few states that includes bread as one of its main dishes in its meals, every Goan festival, feast or celebration is incomplete without the pão.  "Pão '' which is Portuguese for bread was brought into Goa by the Portuguese missionaries who were actively set out on the mission to spread christianity but besides spreading christianity they taught the Goans the process of baking bread. The Portuguese bread was officially baked with yeast but the first bread baked in Goa was...