This boat is just a metaphorical inspiration. The boat lying idle at my remote ancestral home looked terribly melancholic. The boat in fact is kept there as a contingency item for the flood...the flood that devastates the village every year..I felt a grave decadnence all around. The house is the same that I saw three decades ago. No electricity [ I think they don't know how to make solar cells ]....No television. [ They don't have a John Logie Baird amongst them ]....No rebellion too. ...Only decadence..intellectual as well as physical.. A few of them however came out to the cities to do the 'Rat Race' and claims a successful and progressive life [ I don't believe ] Most of the people living there are 'diseased'..morbid Not at all fit for a space travel! I heard that they work hard but I don't know why. The house looked to me like a prison and the 90 year old crippled grandmother looked like a prisoner...she sees the same world everyday..the world that she can see only through that window.....