Home town.
Arabian Sea to the West and
Western Ghats on the East.
The sandy beach was about 5 miles from home
as the crow flew.
On quite summer nights,
the sea could be heard
from the front yard.
Further down south of the beach
is the port and harbour of Vizhinjam.
Activities at the harbour
with the fishing boats approaching
filled with the previous night’s catch
were documented in the photographs below.
The fishermen looked neat
in their clean lunkies and shirts.
Most of them had access to foreign goods
either through their relatives working in the Gulf
or from local ‘duty-free’ shops.
All of them were wearing footwear
and they were quite aware of the
presence of the photographer.
On the kind invitation from the folks that had just returned from the sea, a few Mackerels were handpicked from one of the boats directly. Never before were such freshness seen.