After a quick meal at a Marwadi bhojanalay, we decided to head towards the office of the Deputy Superintendent of Police (DSP) in order to seek his permission to stay in Dhanushkodi for a few days. We drove through a narrow alleyway and soon spotted the bureau hidden amidst cluttered buildings. At the entrance of […]Read more "‘They went after their families to send them a message’"
Kumar walked briskly towards a fallen brick structure that was once the hospital. Beside it, underneath the sand, lay the nursing quarters. No one remembers them for what they used to be. Like the civilisation that once walked the shores of the coastal town, they too have lost their identity and gradually succumbed to a […]Read more "Echoes of devastation loomed in the still silence of the structures"
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’"
Unknown faces would pass by Kali all day. Some waited for him to finish his story. Some left without listening. Nonetheless, he stood there everyday making his voice heard, his presence felt. “Today, I tell his story. It’s the least I could do to keep his memory alive. My father died five years ago. His real […]Read more "‘We have learnt to draw boundaries on water today’"
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’"