Hundreds of rustic little fishing villages lie along the dark sands of the Arabian Sea. Through the short hours around dawn to the golden sunset at dusk, the fathers of the traditionally large Indian families are busy both at sea and on the mainland, heaving and weaving, mending and pushing. Meanwhile, the women keep them well fuelled with sweet warm тАШchaiтАЩ and are ready to sort through the days catch before lurking it up to the village