The man who had recently returned from the claws of death recalled that when they went fishing and were quite far in the sea, the dolphins would jump and dive around their boat and look at them. So, they also stopped to wave back. Having said that, Abid turned and walked away. The people who stayed back continued discussing and debating the dolphins. They finally concluded that what Abid had claimed was next to impossible. After all, he just had a close encounter with death and was not yet out of the shock. The silence of the crowd gave legitimacy to the idea that Abid was facing some severe mental issues after the accident. The dolphins were never seen near the shore again. This made people rethink what they had been told earlier.

After Malik Deshmukh’s death, his wife Haseena earned a livelihood by selling dried fish. She also took the responsibility of continuing their son Asrar’s education. Asrar was aware of his mother’s difficulties and the hard work she had to put in. The day his tenth standard examination ended, that very evening he told his mother that he would go to Mumbai to acquire a new skill and to find work. Haseena tried persuading him to stay but he wouldn’t budge. He told his mother that three of his classmates would also be accompanying him. They had planned to temporarily put up in ‘Jamat Ki Kholi’, which was a property of Mabadmorpho in Mumbai. Anyone coming from the village could find residence here at a very meagre rent. Such properties existed since the beginning of the twentieth century in Mumbai and belonged collectively to the villages in the coastal region.

After being satisfied with the necessary details, she gave her permission. A day before he had to leave his village, Asrar sat alone at the seashore for a long time. He stared at the beautifully scattered sunlight on the waves. There was a peculiar melody in the union of the waves and the rays. He had found that melody touching since childhood.