OTHERS, however, would rather not return. Abdul Gaffar from Karachi was married for only 17 days before the sea—and the Indian Coast Guard—separated him from his bride Jushna. Twelve letters and one-and-a-half years later, Abdul is certain. "Never again. I'll find a job as a tailor but I'll never go back." Unlike him, 18-year-old Riaz Ahmed is undeterred. Says he: "I will go back to fish-ing. If I'm caught, then there's no option. I'll spend another three years here." Unlike the Pakistanis, the Indian fisher-men are terrified of breaking into foreign waters again. All cite the story of the refusal of Pakistani authorities to offer medication and ship the body of an Indian fisherman back home for cremation. "It was horrible. We were given nothing. We were beaten, starved and not even looked after when we were ill," says Harji. Standing on uncertain ground, Karachi-based Mohammed Sikander offers a reluctant: "Yes, we had no problems; we were looked after well. But you know, jail is jail." And as 80 fishermen continue to languish on either side of the watery border, their relatives hold up their photographs at the airport and weep: "Our men haven't returned. When will all this end?" Both sides had begun their journey with very little but fish on their minds. And both returned with empty nets and lost time. Also, one valuable lesson: fishing in troubled water never pays.