Fishing Village – Bay of Bengal, Bangladesh

The fishing village in Cox’s Bazar was alive with the rhythm of the sea and the kid’s laughter. I spent the day immersed in their world, watching families work together in harmony with nature. The fishermen cast their massive nets into the calm, lukewarm water, their movements precise and practised, while the kids eagerly followed every splash and tug of the lines, learning the craft from their parents.
Drawn by the energy of it all, I could not resist stepping into the water myself. The lukewarm waves gently lapped at my legs, and I instantly connected to the moment. I waded in closer, catching the action, as the fishermen guided their nets and pulled in their catch. The water was soothing, and almost nature welcomed me to share this experience.
I ran barefoot on the warm sand, back and forth with the children, tracking the excitement. The villagers were incredibly welcoming, and their joy made me feel part of their community. The boys took me under their wing, showing me their world with pride and humour.
It was not just fishing; it was their way of life—a beautiful blend of hard work, family bonds, and respect for nature’s gifts. As I left, the smell of fresh fish, the memory of the lukewarm water, and the sound of laughter lingered, along with a deep admiration for their simple, joyful lifestyle shaped by the sea.