Come back

The soft light of last afternoon was flickering on Captain Tony Samuelsen's badge. He was sipping a coffee mug while standing on the bridge of Columbus, a huge commercial freighter MV Columbus with a capacity of 80,000 metric tons. The stubborn Norwegian man looks tired, retiring after a few weeks. This is Samuelsen's last voice as captain. He lived a colorful life as a sailor. He started his life as a deck cadet and became a captain step by step. Thirty precious years of life have been spent at sea. Burnt people, it can be seen.

There is a kind of intoxication in the sea. In his youth he was attracted to this drug and took a job on a ship. She seems very tired lately. Do not mind to visit the port. I remember the family left behind in Grimstad, a small town in southern Norway. Wife Lindy, only daughter Lina and granddaughter Emily who just learned to walk - the love of his last life.

- I couldn't give you anything to love you Lindy .... The last time he went home on vacation, Samuelsen said.

- You've missed most of my twenty-five years of married life, Tony. To me it is nothing less. Lindy laughed.

The evening has come down. First Mate has come to understand his responsibilities.

- Hello Robin, what's up at Starboard? Samuelsen laughed and told the first mate.

- Hello sir! Everything is arranged on the other side. Some Asian deck cadets have already played guitar and lost their songs. God knows where they get so much energy after all day.

- They're young, Robin. Their blood is different. They are not as old as we are. Let's go there once today.

- Shall I come, sir?

- No, no. I'll just turn around a little.

Starboard is about two hundred meters from the main deck. It seems a lot farther lately. The captain was walking slowly. Suddenly a song of drawn tunes stopped him. I can't understand the words of the song, the singer's voice is not good, but what a great longing is falling from the melody! Ah! What an indescribable grief! What a wonderful way to screw people over.

Deck Cadet Anis sang. Son of Bangladesh. The only reason to recruit him is because the people of that country are as active as ants. This is no exception. In the evening, he sang the song with some other cadets of the same age. Sometimes Ram eats madness. These are normal in the life of sailors. The madness of the juniors after duty is seen in the eyes of indulgence on merchant ships. They do not go without indulging in inhuman work.

- Hello cadet! What were you singing?

Anis stood up in awe when she saw the captain behind her.

- Sorry sir. This is it. I will not sing, sir. Somehow he answers.

- No no, good song.

- Thank you sir. Do you like it?

- The tone is nice, but I don't understand. Explain a little, Sun?

- Actually, sir, it's the sailors' song. A sailor is calling the Blue Sea to release him. He is not interested in visiting the port. I miss home. Alone at home his wife is on his way. Typical Sailor's Song, Sir.

- Oh, right? Wow pretty much. Carry on.

- Yes sir. Thank you sir.

Evening matched. Samuelsen is going back to the main side of the port side. He remembers a song he heard a long time ago. What is the name of the song? Jamaica Farewell! Or Kingston Town? Aged Smriti likes to play hide and seek nowadays.

- Age Tony, age. Age will bring us. Take a look. Said Lindy.

I remember the lyrics. What a wonderful match between the two songs. Two people from far away countries have written two similar songs with the same passion. What a strange. Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally ...

Captain Tony Samuelsen was humming and singing. -

...... I'm sad to say I'm on my way

Won't be back for many a day

My heart is down

My head is turning around

I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town ......

I love you Lindy. I'm coming.

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