On the shores of Bay of Bengal, in the dim morning light; I heard fishermen signing aloud as they pulled the heavy net with the help of a 200ft rope attached to it. They formed human chains on the either ends of the rope while pulling a net weighing more than a ton including the weight of fish, the stones, floats tied on the net and the junk entangled in the net. By 7 in the morning the sun was harsh, bodies covered with sand they sang even louder.