Maldives' Islam tale: Growth, legends intertwined.
Tinged with maroon and reds, the sky appeared sullen and moody as the vessel finally made landfall. It will soon be the full moon. It had been months since he left the winding water streets and hustle and bustle of the coast of Basra (southern Iraq) on a vessel headed towards Sindh(India), Ṣīn(China).
The last time he had made this trip was about a decade ago when he had learned some of the language and the people had appeared more lively and cheerful. “What troubles cast their shadow today?”, he asked his benefactor in Male’. “Best not speak of what one cannot change”, the man said darkly.