Leaving the chasms of Mumbai behind in some failed rummaging, I arrived into the murmuring town of Fort Kochi looking for some answers to my search. As I arrived on the coast in our small ferries, I realised how we were not the only ones meandering into this quaint little town. The Kochi-Muziris Biennale was underway and the decorations had spilled well onto the streets. The Chinese fishing nets were getting an early cast into the coast waters while the sleepy town was still waking up to its inhabitants in the sultry February heat. I walked by this bustling coast, observing the routine of the crashing waves, remembering to breathe along the way. Lately I have been chasing a...

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