Kashyap the tortoise slowly made the curve and stepped into the well-lit shallow waters just south of Bharatvarsha.

This side of the sea seemed calmer than the Lankan side, where his ancestral home was. Life there had been steadily growing harder to bear. He had found the bickering among the sea-serpents too much for his old heart to bear. The last straw came when some of the bulkier daityas took to living under water. As if the stench was not enough, they kept complaining about the salinity levels.