Rama Vasu had grown up on the docks of Kanchipuram, he had seen the ships of merchants and explorers dock on its port. Here, exotic ships and visitors from far off lands were not an uncommon sight, but what inspired young Rama's attention the most was the exploratory missions of the Chola navy, in particular the adventures of Captain Kartikeya.
One day, when he was twelve years of age, he sat to talk with his great grandfather who had sailed with Captain Kartikeya to the mysterious island in the far east, 'Adrishya dweep'. He would regale his grandchild with tales of the exotic beauties of the island and its people, and of the daring of captain Kartikeya, "This was before he became amatya, this was before power corrupted his noble heart." he said.
On his death bed, he left Rama, then aged 15 years of age, with a diary. He did not have the strength left in him to tell his grandchild of the value of the diary he had given, but Rama Vasu would soon find out. The day after the cremation, he started reading the diary from the beginning. The accounts in his diary confirmed much of his grandfather's tales, but those ended with the discovery of the isles, the diary told of those travails that happened thereafter
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"In the journal of Captain Kartikeya,
I offer my prayers to the Goddes Tara, that she may guide us back to the homeland. I can only hope that she will answer my prayers, and the prayers of my crew.
Since the Goguryo have closed their borders to us, we have been forced to find our way around the peninsula, but the seas here had their own perils. Locals would often speak of a mysterious island to the east but had warned us that those who venture there never come back, that a deathly fog covers the island, and that a divine wind destroys all those who would dare try to set foot on its shores. Yet, we had no choice, we had to go East, or else risk prosecution at the hands of the Goguryo.
We travelled, and found the island that the locals spoke of with such wonder. The trees here bear leaves of red and pink, the mountains are blue. In a land of such beauty, should it surprise anyone that the Gods themselves protect it with the divine wind ? Yet, the gods were kind to us, perhaps we were fated to come here. The native people here call themselves the Eno, they were hospitable to us but it was not easy to convince them that we came with peaceful intentions. These were a people closed to the outside world and had never seen a Bharatiya before. Our dark skin seemed most alien to them and perhaps they thought that we were divine creatures ? Or perhaps devil spawn ?
Many days have passed since our first landing, we have now circumnavigated around the Northern-most island. The weather grows ever colder as we venture North. Here we rest now, surviving from the rich forests of this large island. The seas yield much more than the land here, and we have taken to fishing to sustain ourselves..."
Just as he had finished reading the account, his father entered calling his name "Rama."
"Yes father."
He walked to his son with folded arms, and looked at him, "I have been called to report for a voyage."
"A voyage ? Where to ?"
"To a place farther than I have ever travelled."
That sentence piqued Rama's curiosity, his eyes widened, 'Could it be
' he thought to himself.
Rama's father, Vishnu had travelled often for trade, but on occasion he would be demanded by the crown of Magadh to travel with the exploratory fleet. His skills as a sailor were well known within Chola Nadu, and his presence in an exploration was often considered welcome. The farthest he had travelled in such a voyage was to isle of Suvarnadweep and the islands around it, but a new mission was to be conducted under orders from Samrat Mandalaka.
Rama asked but in a hesitating voice, "W..Where are you going ..?"
"Now before I tell you that my son. Remember a promise ?"
'The promise?' Rama felt confused for a moment as he struggled to remember what his father was trying to tell him.
"The promise, son. You are in a family of sailors, how long would you be grounded to the land ? Your place is upon the seas. After your great grandfather's death, I had made a promise to you and your mother, that you would be brought into the family trade. The time has come to fulfill that promise."
Rama's eyes widened, "So .. this means you're taking me with you ?"
"I am bound to my word son."
Filled with excitement and curiosity Rama asked, "Where are we going father ?"
Vishnu took a moment's pause before smiling and answered, "Adrishya dweep."
Rama couldn't believe his ears, all that came from him in reply was a gasp that was equal parts fear and equal parts excitement.