Fishing for the right picture
The fishing harbor of Mumbai, India, has been one of my favorite hunting grounds for pictures in the city. It was one of the first places I discovered upon landing in the city seven months ago. The fishing harbor is small, a βlittleβ smelly and very crowded. You canβt stand in one place and if you do, then you’ll be pushed about and abused by the locals who donβt like tourists taking pictures during business hours.
For this particular picture I had to wait for almost an hour. I noticed earlier that cranes tried to swoop down on a particular kind of fish being carried by the fisher folks on their heads. Now I had to find a good angle and try to position myself from where I wouldn’t be in anyone’s way and there would still be some room to maneuver.
From atop the ropes of fishing boats tied to a small pillar on the dock appeared to be just that position. It allowed a little height too.
After a long wait I saw a woman with that particular type of fish, known locally as Dhoma (croaker), coming towards me. Suddenly something zipped passed my ear. It was the crane. And the rest was left to my finger and the shutter.