“Sometimes, there’s a pattern to what we do. Sometimes, there isn’t. But life remains the same on the shores,” said Kumar as he stood outside his home. Swept away by a gust of wind, the dunes fell apart in a distance. Wreaths of gritty cloud swayed over town as the tides shot a baleful glance […]Read more "‘My brother was sentenced to three years in prison’"
As we traipsed through the sandy coastland, we could hear them again; the surge and fall of eternal rhythms echoing from a distance. The incantations grew louder and within moments we chanced upon women gliding on the shores with pots of beans on their heads. They were then split into two queues while the caretakers […]Read more "‘The shores unite us all in body and spirit’"
They sallied forth towards the harbour carrying the lord amidst them. The earth scorched their feet as they dragged themselves to the temple where awaited the caretakers of the divine. Worming their way way through the crowd, a group of women soughed out a tuneless chant summoning the spirits to the coast. Their voices began […]Read more "‘Knowledge without any purpose is meaningless to our existence’"
“Freedom is my biggest income. As long as ‘the humanity’ within my heart never subsides, I will continue to remain happy. This is our home. We will try and make our life better here. We all have dreams but not all of us know how to turn them into reality,” said Kumar as we drove […]Read more "‘Sometimes, you don’t need to speak the same language’"
In March 2015, the Prime Minister of Sri Lanka, Ranil Shriyan Wickremesinghe, sparked off a controversy by claiming that Indian fishermen being shot dead by the navy — if found intruding into Lankan waters — does not amount to human rights violation. While the notorious agenda of clamping down on illegal fishing activity in the […]Read more "‘We can’t let money govern our lives’"
“A group will always have violent and non violent elements. But no good has ever come from hurting anyone. I am Tamilian and my friend is Sri Lankan. And, we are both human beings. Why fight over borders and identities when we can all live in harmony? Today, I get to meet him once a […]Read more "‘The cyclone changed the character of the place’"
Far beyond the horizon, across the realms of water and celestial spheres, lies a land where meet two clans different in body but one in spirit. On an isolated island that took its first breath with a volcanic eruption in 14th century, 5,000 fishermen from India and Sri Lanka gather at Kachchathivu situated in the […]Read more "‘That day, no one reminds them they are different’"
They were everywhere — ruins and remnants protruding through the sand; a haunting reminder of a world that once was. Exuding the reverence of an isolated realm, Dhanushkodi glistened in the afternoon sun. We dried off and drove towards a large collapsing structure falling into a gentle ruin. Soon, we parked the jeep nearby and […]Read more "‘Everyone my father knew ceased to exist’"
We were woken up by temple bells tolling in a distance. A whirlwind of rhythms and chants echoed in the air. Like a stormy tempest, the sounds swept through the streets; surging and dying at every corner. Clad in saffron, sadhus slept on pavements. Their matted dreadlocks lay limp in the scorching heat while the […]Read more "En route to land’s end amidst lapping waves and abandoned shores"
The next day we woke up early to continue our journey towards the eastern coast. We took a detour through the hills of Kodaikanal instead of the charted route. On our way, we asked some policemen patrolling the area for directions to Madurai. “Up ahead, you will see a yellow house with a red roof. […]Read more "In search of unspoken tales of a ghost town…"