Mumbai blows its hot breath in your ears and laughs in your face as it tweaks your nose. Love it or hate it, you can’t ignore it.
“I’m up!” I shout through the hatch. It is 03:00 hours. “Nothing much happening,” says the skipper as he climbs down the companionway. “Keep a 360-degree lookout, stay in the cockpit and come and get me if you are worried about anything.” The usual mantra.