A sunrise over the Sunderbans would ideally mean a warm, rosy glow on the horizon, fresh invigorating air , the incessant chirping of birds and the desperate scramble of night crawlers as they search for cover. But this daybreak was a morning like no other. It was doubly charged with the excitement and expectation of a group setting out on a fishing expedition. What adventures would the still, translucent waters unfold? What mysteries lie hidden in the eerie, sinister impenetrable wall of vegetation that borders the swamp?