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The malodor and decay of Malpe's fisheries

The malodor and decay of Malpe's fisheries:

The disgraceful stench of dead animals greeted us as we stepped foot inside the famed fishery of Malpe. The skies and the air just above us were thronged by scavengers and birds of prey, convened by the putrid odour. Another bird, the eastern great egret, was found at the ground level, perched on poles, stalls and tents. What all of these birds - the brahminy and black kites in the skies, and the great egrets on the ground - had in common was a careful eye on their next meal, which could only come from one place; the dozens of fishwives that categorically displayed their haul for wholesale alone, and the truckers and their crewmen loading the day's catch onto trucks. The sea waters were blotted out, as far as the eye could see, by what appeared like a metropolis of fishing boats. Any chance of securing a fish from the water left exposed by the small gaps between two adjacent trawlers was further mitigated by a slew of floating plastic wastes. The tanned fishermen sat in their vessels seemingly unaffected by the oppressive heat.
We trudged around inquiring about the difficulties suffered by the people there, whose work at the fisheries, we found out, was their chief - in many cases only - source of income. We had to watch each step as we moved from one person to the next for an answer. The floor was strewn virtually all over with rotting parts and pieces from fishes and crabs. Two idle fishermen that had taken refuge from the sun underneath a nearby shade told us that their inactivity was forced upon them by a sharp decline in fish populations. This was corroborated minutes later by a trucker who was in the process of loading his hauling truck with his next shipment. He explained that this drop in the number of fishes, consistent across all varities, would in turn diminish supplies to cities in Kerala, Mumbai, Goa and Pune. Squids caught in the region that would fetch a high price overseas had also become scarce. Likewise the case with two varieties of fish - used for oil - that were greatly profitable to those involved in their trade.
Our curiosity about whatever it were that was occasioning this shortage had naturally been aroused and a fisherman pair who had alighted from their vessel a brief moment ago enlightened us; the number of fishing boats in the waters had grown unsustainably at rates far greater than that at which fish could re-populate. The resulting depletion had pushed fishermen to encroach into areas normally off-limits - the parts of the water designated for breeding. This would then exacerbate the scarcity to the levels being seen at present.



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