الإنجليزية 1447

Do we always have to wait for disaster before we awaken? When will we speak about the epidemic of contraband substances slowly invading the veins of our people, rendering them helpless and hollow? What price did the innocent tribals of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands pay for sins they never committed? This fiction weaves threads through the remnants of World War II, the deep mysteries of the dark, dense forests of the Andaman, crocodile-infested international waters, powerful gangs and deadly cartels, a committed agent and covert international operations, environmental and socioeconomic degradation, and much more. It convinces us that the economics of trade and profit prevail, overpowering logic, common sense, love, compassion, and even the grief of losing loved ones. The book narrates the silent tsunami of contraband substances breaching the country’s borders in an era of globalization - flooding the lucrative domestic market, drowning the innocent across all classes and castes, with its epicenter lying somewhere far away in the deep ocean.