A fisherman reels in his net. In the background, faintly, are seen the cranes of Vallarpadam and modern high-rises. In a matter of years, the greenery behind him in the distance may have been swallowed up by concrete buildings. One wonders how long such traditional modes of life will survive the relentless advance of “development.”
I shot this early one morning on the Marine Drive walkway.
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