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finger signaling me not to act.
I know that Captain but they are…
But I know Captain is ri ght. There is no way we can stop whatever these guys have thought.
‘P-p-lease sir, s-s- sorry sir, p-p-lease don’t do this, p-please…’ The second officer shivers in trepidation and begs the pirate who stands in front of him sneering with a match stick in his hand.
‘Ha, ha, ha, bastard,’ the pirate laughs, looking at his companions and the second officer back and forth. All of them laugh and support him. ‘You fuck with us, we’ll fuck you!’
‘S-s- sorry sir, very, very s-s-sorry,’ the second officer pleads again.
All of us watch in horror. I feel like a spineless, impotent man who can do nothing to help my fellow mate. My heart throbs loud against my chest and my breathing has grown fast and shallow. I do a silent prayer in my head . Please God, help him, please, please.
And just then the unthinkable happens… There is a collective loud gasp when the pirate flicks the match stick in direction of the second officer. Seconds later his whole body is in flames.
‘Oh God!’ I whisper to myself, my hands clasped against my mouth.
Amidst the flames, the second officer is screaming and wincing. He cavorts all over the bridge, and helplessly searches for a cloth or water to smother the fire.
The pirates continue laughing and smirking. ‘Look at him now, ha, ha,’ one of them says.
‘H-h- h-help me someone, p-p-lease, please…,’ he keeps yelling amidst the flames but we do nothing. Some of us cry and others have pressed their eyes shut with their hands clasped to their ears. I keep glancing at the pirates hoping they would stop this madness soon. But they don’t.
Instead , few minutes later one of them pokes a driftwood in second officer’s chest, and guides him outside the bridge, moving ahead with him, toward the railings, and with a little help of his hands pushes him in the water.
‘CAPTAIN!’ The pirate who initiated the fire bellows and makes his way over to the side toward Captain. ‘Tell your people to behave and follow our orders. You understand!’ He glares at Captain who nods slowly. ‘And why we still not receive any money, huh? Why? Already one month now. Call your company and tell them we will kill you all one by one if we don’t get our money. OK! You understand that? Go, call now!’
Captain gets up hurriedly and rushes toward the satellite phone for the call. I’m not sure if that can help us now.
I swallow hard and the memory of that afternoon before the pirates boarded flashes in my mind. I was sitting with Captain in his room nattering about our love stories and marriage. It all started from there… All those questions about his incomplete love story for which I yet don’t have the answers emerged that afternoon.
Only if we had been a little more careful that day…all this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. The pirates wouldn’t have boarded and the second officer wouldn’t have been…
The screams of the second officer ring loud in my ears , and those ghastly images frame my mind.
I’m sure now; sooner or later we’ll all end up that way.
PART - 2
12. That afternoon before the pirates boarded - 1
25 th June 2011, Transiting Indian Ocean
It had been close to two weeks since I joined this ship. I had never been so delighted to leave my country and my home. Why not? I was getting complete freedom from Aisha for three months.
However, I did feel lonely now and then, and something inside me had died. After all I had loved Aisha for seven long years.
That made m y stay here quite the opposite of what I’d expected. Sure, I was free to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted; nobody told me not to put the wet
I know that Captain but they are…
But I know Captain is ri ght. There is no way we can stop whatever these guys have thought.
‘P-p-lease sir, s-s- sorry sir, p-p-lease don’t do this, p-please…’ The second officer shivers in trepidation and begs the pirate who stands in front of him sneering with a match stick in his hand.
‘Ha, ha, ha, bastard,’ the pirate laughs, looking at his companions and the second officer back and forth. All of them laugh and support him. ‘You fuck with us, we’ll fuck you!’
‘S-s- sorry sir, very, very s-s-sorry,’ the second officer pleads again.
All of us watch in horror. I feel like a spineless, impotent man who can do nothing to help my fellow mate. My heart throbs loud against my chest and my breathing has grown fast and shallow. I do a silent prayer in my head . Please God, help him, please, please.
And just then the unthinkable happens… There is a collective loud gasp when the pirate flicks the match stick in direction of the second officer. Seconds later his whole body is in flames.
‘Oh God!’ I whisper to myself, my hands clasped against my mouth.
Amidst the flames, the second officer is screaming and wincing. He cavorts all over the bridge, and helplessly searches for a cloth or water to smother the fire.
The pirates continue laughing and smirking. ‘Look at him now, ha, ha,’ one of them says.
‘H-h- h-help me someone, p-p-lease, please…,’ he keeps yelling amidst the flames but we do nothing. Some of us cry and others have pressed their eyes shut with their hands clasped to their ears. I keep glancing at the pirates hoping they would stop this madness soon. But they don’t.
Instead , few minutes later one of them pokes a driftwood in second officer’s chest, and guides him outside the bridge, moving ahead with him, toward the railings, and with a little help of his hands pushes him in the water.
‘CAPTAIN!’ The pirate who initiated the fire bellows and makes his way over to the side toward Captain. ‘Tell your people to behave and follow our orders. You understand!’ He glares at Captain who nods slowly. ‘And why we still not receive any money, huh? Why? Already one month now. Call your company and tell them we will kill you all one by one if we don’t get our money. OK! You understand that? Go, call now!’
Captain gets up hurriedly and rushes toward the satellite phone for the call. I’m not sure if that can help us now.
I swallow hard and the memory of that afternoon before the pirates boarded flashes in my mind. I was sitting with Captain in his room nattering about our love stories and marriage. It all started from there… All those questions about his incomplete love story for which I yet don’t have the answers emerged that afternoon.
Only if we had been a little more careful that day…all this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. The pirates wouldn’t have boarded and the second officer wouldn’t have been…
The screams of the second officer ring loud in my ears , and those ghastly images frame my mind.
I’m sure now; sooner or later we’ll all end up that way.
PART - 2
12. That afternoon before the pirates boarded - 1
25 th June 2011, Transiting Indian Ocean
It had been close to two weeks since I joined this ship. I had never been so delighted to leave my country and my home. Why not? I was getting complete freedom from Aisha for three months.
However, I did feel lonely now and then, and something inside me had died. After all I had loved Aisha for seven long years.
That made m y stay here quite the opposite of what I’d expected. Sure, I was free to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted; nobody told me not to put the wet
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