The locals had known this sea too long and become a living source for some of them. It wheezed and spluttered out of the shore, the morning cloud spluttered over the sea. A fisherman with his dugout looking for some lucks from this calm sea. In the early morning, the fisherman rushed to get his boat and off to the flock of the fish. Here, in this calm sea, the water pulsated with life and seemed to be friendly with the local people. I saw this man from distance when I was walking by the lake side. I liked spending time taking pictures of this man which would be then added to my human portrait collection.
