The sand beneath Sameer's bare feet felt good. A granular massage from below as the waves lapped at his ankles. He couldn't believe he was there. In Bali. And it was every bit as enchanting as the brochures had promised. The blue green water the blue of the sky, the green of the earth the wide expanse of soft sand, palms rustling in the wind behind him. Water as far as he could see. He was a grain of sand, inconsequential and tiny. He closed his eyes and felt the mist of a big ...