Island hopper's diary

Moon present.
Originally published on flickr on Janury 1, 2006.
"Quickly. Shut it. Tie it and guard it. With your life!"
Lives are spent on pleasing the ruling Maharajah. (A popular folk story)

When the wind is right, time is put into good use. For, the islanders travel with aid of wind. Day or night. Day AND night, across these waters... primitive vessels criss cross with speed. And glee.
It was on one such full moon night, this thirsty sailor spotted a most unusual object in the water tank of the boat. He was stricken by shock. And jolted at the thought that he couldnt claim ownership to this valuble object found floating in the reflection of water.
In the land of islands, finders are not keepers.
A discussion followed.And a plan of action was decided among the sailors. (As if there was much choice. For, all valubles found unclaimed, belong by law, to the ruling Maharajah.)
The boat was re-routed, and consequently, the sailors found themselves kneeling infront in respect. "O your highness. Please be kind enough to accept this gift which we found floating in our water tank."
The rope was cautiously untied to release the top. And a flock of crowded heads squeezed in, at the reflection of water... to have a peep, at the 'present'.

Centuries later... in the age of 'information', little has changed. In the selfish attitude of the rulers, nor, of the ignorance of the islanders. Someone had recently agreed to rent the above island, from the Government...for an annual fee of US$ 7? Million, to be developed as a tourist resort.