As if the whole world has secretly conspired to steer her life away from her, impetously thrusting her into this asphyxiating joy, a hazy face just finished calling her name out, "Jayanthi!". Yes, She had done it. It felt as if her ears had gone numb with the tumultuous applause audible only to her.

Lymphatic due to age, her grandmother 'bamma', Jayanthi's only kin alive, could only appreciate her success languidly which made Jayanthi extremely irritable. But her joy was so enormous that nothing could bring her elated self perched on the mountain peaks of the likes of Himalayas down to reality.

She swept off into a reluctant slumber thinking incessantly about the forthcoming day and the precarious future ahead of her. Little did she know then about the inimical outside world awaiting to rip her off of her ingenuous and puerile innocense. For now she was happy.

Set adrift from land onto the high seas, the world takes on a different hue. Her new job was a wild open sea to her !

"Things new always bring the hope of something great."

how will her job be? who will she meet there? what will life teach her ?hang on...