We're on our way to Sajnekhali on a boat. The day started early at 6.30 am. The fog is dense and worse on the water. As our boat slowly makes its way through the river, the fog makes its way through the boat. I can not only see the fog floating but can feel the dampness it is leaving behind. It has left dew drops on our hair, eyelashes, my camera lens and everything else. Just sitting cuddled up in a blanket in this cold melting weather is difficult enough. The lives of locals however goes on without interruption. The morning chores go on as everyday. We sit on our boat looking on as nature fails to shake the will of these men and women on the shores. Survival is hard here but has been made possible by these simple and hard-working village folk.
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