Ahoy land ahead

Scene 1: On the deck

Capn: Land ahead mates, drop anchor. Check the moorings, loosen the sails and raise the rudder.
Mate 1 from the deck: Aye aye capn, a nice piece of land sir, shall I get the dinghy ready?
Mate 2 from the dark shadows of the hold: Capn is it time yet, are ye sure? Dont you think we ought to think a little more?

(What is Sanjay trying to tell us? When will he start making sense? What is this land thingy? Translation for ordinary hapless readers: Dont worry folks, am not moving out (can you move in virtual space; well yes but thats easily done and communicated). Girls dont let the dropping anchor alarm you. Land quite honestly is land and there is nothing else to it. So the search begins; a healthy change from the deary gibberish the last few weeks have contributed)

Capn: Boys get the map
Mate 1: Here you go sir!! Capn once on shore lets go to the far side of the isle to Goretown n look at the glass towers. Nice view of the sea, close to the port and shipyard if we want to move in, easy to rent out when we are at sea.
Mate 2: The bloody place stinks!! Not fit fer a pig let alone a fine pirate capn. Blimey look at the rates! The thing is a sham I tell you; highway men these masons and housebuilders. Avoid sir with a bargepole. Much better to buy another boat, 'stock' up and loot some more hearts.
Capn: Lads we are only looking dont jump to conclusions. In any case will need to plunder some more and not to forget take a mortgage on the boat.
Mate 2: Mortgage on the boat??? The devils from the bank are out to steal our sould capn. Dont do it!! I beseech yer
Parrot on the capns shoulder: Rates going up, rates going up. Polly thinks your crack

Scene 2 ...post visit to goretown...

Capn: What happened men? been out at sea for 3 months and the bloody worlds inflated.
Parrot on the capns shoulder: Rates gone up!! rates gone up!! Polly knows your crack
Mate 2: Capn "jeene ke hai char din" whats the deal? The whole world has gone of its rocker. One chest of gold (or one khokha in local parlance) for that pigeion hole!! Shucks our business has moved to land!!!
Mate 1: Paupers sir. Paupers thats us. If only we had the good sense to rob the bank a couple of years back
Mate 2: Yes its true isnt it. Destitute we have become. Goretown dosent seem so bad. The stink dosent seem so bad.
Parrot on the capns shoulder: Polly knows your crack!!
Capn: Chill lads...chill
Mate 1: Your right capn. Why m'lady might not even have liked the bloomin place
Capn: M'lady?
Mate 2: Fool!!! This is economics, we could have sold the place and made a killing and kept "her ladyship" happy!!!
Capn: Her Ladyship??
Mate 1 & 2 together: You are going to get hitched capn, you may not know it, but its going to happen. (giggling in the background)
Capn: Cut the crap you flatfooted land lubbers. Blistering barnacles the imagination you people have. Methinks I need new faculties. Weigh anchor and set course for Goa. Our villa awaits us.

And they got lost at sea again... yes again.