Mourad had spent some time looking after the horse. He loved it even though it was not his own. When he left it in John Byro's vineyard, he put his arms around his neck, pressed his nose into the horse's nose and patted it.

John Byro was sure the horse that Mourad and Aram were sitting on was his horse that had been stolen; however, he knew the Gargholonian family was famous for their honesty and integrity; he knew no member of Garoghlanian tribe could be a thief; so he thought the horse must be a twin of his stolen horse.

There are 3 girls standing on the beach. All are so beautiful .First girl is eating ice cream . Second girl is talking in phone with someone . Third girl is watching the scenery and enjoying the breeze. All in the same dress maybe they are triplets.

The captain gets no replies for Mayday calls due to weak setallite signals because of heavy storm. Moreover, the call remains unanswered as help was quite impossible in that deadly storm.

The weather changes for the worse and on January 2, the big waves hit them. They try to slow the ship down by dropping storm jib and hit a heavy mooring rope in a loop across a stern but it doesn’t help much. They carry their life-raft drill, attach lifelines, don life jackets and oilskins.
Later, in the evening, a vertical and huge wave strikes the ship and the narrator is thrown off from the ship. He accepts his ‘approaching death’ and starts losing consciousness. When the ship is about to overturn, a huge wave hit again and turns it right back. He suffers injuries in ribs and mouth. He grabs the guard rail and sails into the ship’s main boom.

Early morning on January2, the waves were huge and sea was extremely rough. Their ship was hit by strong mighty waves. They slowed down the speed of the boat and double lashed everything. They got ready to face the danger by wearing life jackets and they waited for the worst.

 Laburnum is known as Amaltas in Hindi.

The title ‘Ailing Planet’ is aptly justified. Nani Palkhiwala, the author brings our attention towards the critical condition of our planet, Earth. Man’s recklessness, greed and indifference to the needs of the planet, have literally made its condition exactly like a patient needing immediate treatment. The illness of pollution has reached its final stage. If the intensive care treatment is not given to it, it may collapse.

The Garoghlanian family was living in the most amazing poverty. Even they found it difficult to buy food for themselves. For the last eleven centuries they were famous for their integrity and honesty. They were proud of their honesty. None of them would take advantage of anybody in the world. Stealing was unimaginable to them.

In order to face the approaching storm the narrator, his family and the crew took the following measures: they slowed down the speed, the crew dropped the storm jib (a small sail ); and to further slowdown the speed, the crew lashed (tied) the mooring rope around the stern of the boat. This tying of the rope around the stern increased the friction of the boat against the water, leading to the slowing down of the speed.  

They double lashed everything, practiced raft-drill, attached lifeline( it actually saved the author from drowning later), donned oilskins and life jackets, these were the security measures that the crew took in order to face the onslaught of the looming storm.  

The farmer studied the horse eagerly and asked its name. Mourad said that they called it “My Heart’. John Byro appreciated it as a lovely name for a lovely horse. He was ready to swear that it was the horse that was stolen hum him many weeks ago.

The sea has stood the onslaught of time, as after so many years it appears to have changed very little. However, the poet's mother has not stood the onslaught of time. She is no more. Her sweet face and laughter are all a matter of past for the poet.

"Grandmother" was an old wrinkly woman, who couldn't have grown older. She was short, plump and slightly bent. She always wore a white saari, with silver locks covering her face, due to which the narrator describes her as being a "winter landscape in the mountains". She has a calm, gentle and reassuring face. She always has one hand supporting her back while the other is busy in telling the beads of rosary.

She is a saintly woman, quite religious and kind. This characteristics can be observed throughout the lesson, where the grandmother spends all her time in chanting prayers. She is very kind-hearted which is clearly seen from the instances where she feeds stale chapatis to dogs and crumbled bread to the sparrows.

She never shows her emotions, but loves her grand son dearly. Even when the author leaves for abroad she pretends that she doesn't care,but, she has a lot of affection and blessings for her dear grandson.