At 5 a.m., when I step onto Sassoon Docks, the world is alive in a way that's almost overwhelming.

The market is already in full swing, the air thick with the smell of saltwater and fresh fish. Women in vibrant saris shout over the hum of activity, their voices a mix of determination and warmth as they haggle with buyers. I can feel the energy pulse through me as I snap photos, trying to capture the chaos in its raw beauty. The sun begins to rise, and its soft light spills across the shore, making everything glisten with a fresh, almost magical glow. It’s a moment that feels both timeless and fleeting, and I’m here to witness it, caught in the madness of it all.