Day Eight; Go fish!
Water as far as we can see, horizon as far as there is water, lush islands as if oasis, glistening sun, yachts gracefully sailing among colorful gondolas, clouds scattered like a fluff around the sky in all shades of ivory! Once again, we are on the upper deck of same boat, we sailed on yesterday, all set for evening fishing trip. There are three other families, apart from us. Friendly Siddiqui with their three adorable kids, an Indian elderly couple and a European family. None of us are wearing life jackets today. We are told that we are not going to deep waters and there are emergency jackets on the boat. We instantly realize our mistake the moment we settle on the upper deck and boat takes momentum. When I say deck, I merely mean the upper part or rather roof of the boat which has barely a foot high railing. We are reclining against this dangerously open railing which is low enough to let any of us directly stumble into the waters. Non swimmers like me won’t have a chance to see t...