No Rains, No Winds, No Cyclone: A Fisher Science View of Cyclone Fengal’s Flopshow

The everyday science of artisanal fishers like S. Palayam is democratic, freely available and has its own pedagogy of embedded apprenticeship.

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December 10, 2024

Fishers view storms with nervous anticipation. Storms, particularly thunderstorms and cyclones, with heavy rains and rough weather that churn the sea bottom-up, are great for fishing. On November 23, the Indian Meteorology Department (IMD) reported the formation of a low-pressure over southeast Bay of Bengal. On November 29, the storm graduated to the status of a cyclonic storm and was named Fengal.

Its imminent landfall, expected rainfall – particularly over Chennai – and its foot-dragging progression were breathlessly tracked by bloggers, reporters and anxious municipal officials. After its landfall on November 30, government officials and political leaders congratulated themselves on having solved Chennai’s long-standing drainage problem by posting photos of dry roads or ongoing work to drain them, even as other parts of the state were devastated by torrential downpours. Detractors posted counter-photos of waterlogged areas in Chennai. Trolls found new targets for their foul content in weather-bloggers and IMD, both of whom did a commendable job in tracking a whimsical weather phenomenon.

But through it all, in Urur Kuppam, the south Chennai fishing village that veteran hook-and-line fisher and elder S. Palayam calls home, fishers slept soundly.

No special measures were taken to pull their boats to safety away from the sea in anticipation of Fengal. Barring frequent visits to the seashore to see the sea and reassure themselves, the fishers let the boats lie where they would on any day; they had been fastened tighter with mooring ropes from the bow and the two sides, and the nets and gear had been weighed down. If any care was taken to pull the boats away from shore, it was out of respect for the New Moon-tide expected on November 30. Contrast that to 2023, when in anticipation of Cyclone Michaung, they had moved their boats and gear up the Besant Nagar beach well beyond the cricket pitch.

“Fengal was not a cyclone, if you ask me,” Palayam declared after the storm crossed land far south of Chennai bringing heavy rains to southern districts. A voice note recorded when he was standing at the mouth of the Adyar River on the morning of 1 December was tinged with disappointment:

“The river is not running wide, Anna (brother). One shouldn’t lie about these things. If you’re in doubt, you can send someone to verify. No harm in that. But the river is not running wide. The rains have not been intense enough. I can say this with certainty. Far from running wide, the river mouth is being silted up by the sand [being brought in by sea currents], and there is not much of a discharge of waters from the river’s catchment. It is not as we had feared, not even like what we saw in 2023. It may be a fact that various places may have recorded 22 cm, 30 cm. . .or 13 cm in Meenambakkam leading to closure of airport. But come to the seashore and observe. There’s not much water discharge [from the river]. There is a reduction in salinity which I could sense when I tasted the sea water. There is a small difference in salinity between yesterday and today. It is now a little blander. One must see if this dilution may be a result of discharge from northern rivers pushed ashore by the Vanni karsala [northerly nearshore current]. Our river also may have drained a little freshwater into the sea. Because the current was still (Iruva) near the river mouth, when I tasted the water, it was a little bland.” 

Palayam’s rejection of the cyclone title accorded to Fengal is not a challenge to the World Meteorological Organisation’s carefully worked out system of naming and tracking tropical storms. Rather his statement is founded on another equally carefully worked out, though entirely different way of making sense of and attitude towards the seas.

To understand Palayam’s interpretations of the marine phenomenon, one needs to have some understanding of his science.  But before I give you a background on fisher science, I will share a brief note on how fishers view nature, then present a general account of storms and cyclones as fishers see it. I will then narrate Palayam’s observations on Fengal and explain what it means. Finally, I will engage with some basics of fisher and western sciences and invite you to view the former for what it is rather than through the lens of western science.

Nature as kin

The sciences of artisanal communities are place-based and place-dependent and draw upon generations of embodied knowledge and wisdom accumulated through countless interactions of fishers with the local seas and nature. They provide rich insights into natural phenomena as they play out in hyper-local settings.

In the fishers’ worldview, the wind, as paattan (grandfather), and the sea, as Kadalamma (sea mother), are kin. Both are described as alive, whimsical, prone to provocation and appeasement, powerful and ultimately unknowable. The sea and all of nature are mysterious beings who cannot be understood by ‘knowing’ a few parts. That is why “sensing” or “making sense of” is a better descriptor of the objective of fisher science than “knowing.” The former, when combined with Aṟam (அறம்) – customary norms, rituals and practices of virtuous behaviour and doing right by the sea – provides fishers with ways of living with and surviving the seas, and perhaps even thriving. This is a significant departure from the western scientific method’s objective of generating ‘knowledge’ as a means of demystifying nature, which is described as a knowable, inanimate collection of resources that can be scientifically exploited for human use.

Specifics may vary, but fishers across the coast of India read storms by looking for changing combinations of wind directions and speeds and ocean currents and ocean conditions. IMD uses a god’s eye satellite view and instrumentation to read storms. Fishers use a beach-side view and their senses, and also add IMD’s observation to their database for analyses.

Photo: Science of the Seas + Chennai Map Project supported by Critical Digital Humanities Initiative (University of Toronto).

Winds, currents, storms

Chennai fishers categorise winds based on the directions they blow from – Eeran (Easterly); Kachan Eeran (Southeasterly); Neenda Kachan (Southerly); Kachan Kodai (Southwesterly); Kodai (Westerly); Vadamarai (Northwesterly); Kun Vaadai (North-Northwesterly); Neenda Vaadai (Northerly) and Vaadai Eeran (Northeasterly). The Kun Vaadai is the dreaded storm wind, and Kachan Eeran is the oppositional calming wind, affectionately referred to as the Thennal. Vaadai Eeran, Eeran and Kachan Eeran are sea breezes; Kachan Kodai, Kodai and Vadamarai are land breezes.

Ocean currents are of four kinds also based on the directions of origin – Vanni (Northerly); Thendi (Southerly); Olini (Easterly from sea to land) and Memeri (Westerly). Of particular interest to fishers is the direction and speed of the current in nearshore waters (Karsala), midsea (Mela Vellam), surface current (vellam) and seafloor current (Tharai vellam). Of all these currents, Olini is the strongest. The tsunami is the extreme manifestation of the Olini in this part of the coast.

The fisher calendar divides the year into two distinct seasons, each containing one monsoon within it. The Vaadai season characterised by northerly winds (Vadamarai to Vaadai Eeran) and Vanni currents brackets the primary season of storms and the Northeast monsoon. During the Tamil months of Aippasi (mid-October to mid-November), the sea is expected to resemble a Perunkadal (ocean); during Karthigai (mid-November to mid-December) the sea quietens down and resembles a Sirukadal (sea). The Southwest monsoon, the Kodai naal (hot summer days) and the Kodai Puyal (summer storms) occur within the Kachan season from mid-January to mid-September.

Intense rain and thunderstorm events that qualify as a storm will be announced by roaring Kun Vaadai winds, the onset and/or intensification of Vanni currents from the north. If the storm comes with a lot of rain, the river will run wide flushing out the sandbar at the estuary. The floodwaters will push a muddy brown plume deep into sea; the Vanni current will turn the plume southwards. As the storm progresses, the wind swings anti-clockwise until the Thennal begins to gust from the Kachan Eeran (southeast) side announcing the storm’s landfall. The Thennal weakens the Vanni current, causing it to fold over and turn to a brisk southerly current calming the seas. Fishing is particularly productive on the days of the Thennal following a powerful storm, ideally with thunder and lightning. See here to understand “The Life of a Storm”.

Photo: Science of the Seas and the Chennai Map Project supported by Critical Digital Humanities Initiative (University of Toronto)

Fengal failed as a storm

On November 23, when the IMD announced the formation of a depression off the western coast of Sumatra, Palayam learnt of a strange occurrence when he visited Pulicat, 35 km to the north. The fishers there reported that currents were flowing from the south, instead of north. In Urur Kuppam too the currents were weak and the sea was calm. One Urur fisher who returned with 3 kg of big size prawn, did not set his net again because the net had also brought up large numbers of Paarkattu Nandu, a Red rock crab notorious for snipping through nets. The presence of these crabs meant a clear water column above the seafloor, quite contrary to the expectation of turbid waters and turbulent seas during Karthigai (mid-November to mid-December).

The second flag went up on November 26, when an alert was issued about the possibility of a cyclone forming. Here are excerpts from Palayam’s voice note to me early that morning:

A sea breeze has been howling since last night; the sea is not rough the way it can be with gusty Kun Vaadai winds. Sea breeze should never come. If it does, it means that the storm is weak. If that storm is intensifying, we should be getting gusts of Kun Vaadai winds. Because the storm is not intense, all fishers are sleeping soundly. Yesterday, when I went to the river mouth, I noticed that the Vanni current had cut a deep berm about 4 feet high. By now, if the current had been strong, the currents should have continued cutting the berm right up to the village. I told the postwoman madam when I met her yesterday “Amma, don’t expect the rains of 2023. Don’t be worried that Chennai will drown. Such heavy rains are unlikely. Even if it rains, why complain when waters come. Let the rains come. Every day, I walk to the river. Only if it rains will the river run wide. Who will water the plants? We will also get water to drink. Let’s see what god gives us. Whatever we get, we will live with. This storm is not likely to be intense; that much I can say. When a storm blows from the north at 100 km, a 120 km wind from the south is needed to neutralise it. But this is not like that. In Pondicherry and Cuddalore and other districts, the situation may be different and there may be more damage. But for us, because of the sea breeze, I can say that Chennai will not be harmed much.”

Palayam referred to Fengal as an Ūmai Puyal  (ஊமை புயல்) or mute storm. Cyclonic winds are expected to roar and howl. Fengal did neither. Just a day before the storm’s landfall, when much was being made of the efficient drainage of rainwater in Chennai, Palayam called to say that the absence of discharge from the Adyar, and hence poor rainfall at least in Adyar’s catchment, was proven by the fact that the sand bar blocking the river mouth remained undisturbed.

Once one understands this, it is easy to appreciate how a storm with windspeeds less than 63 kmph may still be called a cyclone or sooravali by Palayam, even though it fails to meet IMD’s benchmark speed for a cyclone, or how this clearly well-qualified, though slow-moving cyclone announced by IMD, fails to meet the fisher standards.

Cyclone or not? But basics first…

Each science has a way of categorising phenomena, a peculiar standpoint, assumptions and myths they subscribe to before using their way of knowing what they define as knowable. Both involve what critical theorist Ogawa calls a “rational perceiving of reality” with a rationality derived from the cultural context within which the knowledge system operates. That rationality is informed by assumptions and intents of the scientific tradition.

Western science is based on an assumption of objective reality and an objectification of nature which is made possible by deploying binary separations between nature and culture, mind and matter, physical and metaphysical. Care is taken to ensure that the reality of the material world of biology, chemistry and physics is viewed untainted by culture or metaphysics. In this world, nature is the sum of all natural resources that can be known, managed and exploited for human good through a process of demystification using the scientific method. 

Also read: Sea Spirit Science

Fisher science is driven by two primal motivations: Finding fish and staying alive. Every fisher that ventures out to fish must be a scientist. A good one returns home alive, and with fish if conditions are right. The test of adeptness with this science is a daily affair of living with, surviving and thriving from the sea. Where western science attempts to generate universally applicable knowledge about nature, fisher science uses current and historical place-based experiences to make sense of a hyper-locality. 

Contrary to western science’s binary worldview, fisher and other artisanal knowledge traditions are premised on a unitary view of the world where nature, culture, matter and spirit are inseparable and interrelated, and the purpose of making sense of the world – i.e. to find fish and stay alive – can only be realised when science and virtue come together.

As Vareethaiah Konstantine, author and historian of Tamil fisher traditions, so elegantly put it during one conversation, in many of the non-western artisanal science traditions, sense-making (அறிதல் – Aital) of the world is incomplete without virtue, morality and faith (அறம் – Aṟam).

Misinformed by half-baked notions of “rationality,” it is easy to dismiss non-western ways of knowing as superstition or cultural belief, or to be blind to the empirical rigour underpinning these traditions. Palayam Anna, for instance, has been maintaining a daily dairy of wind and sea conditions since August 2018, with detailed observations of field conditions for days with out-of-the-ordinary phenomena. Every morning, I receive a short update via WhatsApp with photographs and videos. Every evening, a WhatsApp note arrives containing details of direction and strength of nearshore and midsea currents, winds and rains (if any), sea condition (calm, moderate/normal, rough). Wind and rain details are recorded three times a day – at 5.30 am, 12 noon and 10 pm But Palayam, like other fishers, watches the sea and the winds all the time. When the sea acts up, like it did over the last 10 days, I receive multiple voice notes and written updates as the situation develops.

The Science of the Seas is a collaborative effort, involving the analyses of crowdsourced information gathered by fishers on beaches and boats. It is subject to intense peer scrutiny. Theories about the particular – say, a weather phenomenon and its implications, or the appearance or disappearance of a particular fish – are made in relation to the whole. Analyses that pass peer review are passed on across the community, and those that survive further review and rigours of practice are handed down through generations.

However, there’s more to the science than ‘data’. Palayam echoes this: “We read the waves, sense the winds, estimate the right moment to safely cross the surf zone and all that. All that is what you call ‘data.’ For data to become knowledge, and for us to survive and thrive in the lap of kadalamma (Mother Sea) requires us to do all that, then to do right by her and first to submit to her.” Science without Aam or knowledge without faith is pointless.

S. Palayam is a veteran hook-and-line fisher and fisher scientist. Nityanand Jayaraman is a writer, social activist and citizen science enthusiast.

The Eye of a Storm: Seeing Like a Fisher

Sunday, December 3, 2023

It is brewing up a storm. Fishermen in Urur Kuppam have pulled their boats and gear up the beach in anticipation of a tidal surge. Palayam Anna thinks they under-estimate the power of the storm. “They should move the boats and gear further inland. I will advise them,” he said.

The past few monsoons have been disappointing for fishers. Prawns, the gold they harvest from the sea, have not yet made an appearance. Cyclones churn up the oceans and mobilise the prawns from their refuge in the sediment into the nets of eager fishers. Last year too, the season was a washout. Unlike the Greater Chennai Corporation and the Government of Tamil Nadu which views the monsoon as a nuisance, and a potential threat to the party in power, the fishers await the Northeast monsoon and its cyclone-driven rainy season. Cyclones are good for fishing – not during but after. “I hope we get a decent storm this time. Every time, the storm misses us and goes elsewhere,” Palayam rues.

As I write, the sky is overcast. The tree-tops visible in the sliver of window in my fifth floor room in Chetpet are still. Calm before the storm? I don’t know. This monsoon has been a series of disappointments for Palayam Anna. However, he has high hopes for Michaung.

Those hopes are tempered, though, by the realisation of the immense hardship that the rains will bring to the people of Chennai. Successive governments have continued to intensify urbanisation in Chennai to such a point that every few years, intense or steady, heavy rains end up drowning large portions of the city. Palayam prays for good fishing and for the safety of the people in the city. Unfortunately, if a good storm means good fishing, then the follies of the past will mean that if one prayer is answered, the other will not.

Just yesterday, he sent a regretful voice note on WhatsApp. Fishermen from village after village to the south of Chennai as far down as Alambaraikuppam in Kanchipuram confirmed to Palayam that there were no prawn to be had this season. “Prawns are ever-present in seas with reefs. But this year none has been caught, even in the villages to the south. A good storm should help. But last year too, Cyclone Mandous roiled up the seas but we had no prawns in Chennai all of December. Let’s hope Michaung sets in well. Fishermen in Thiruvallur, Chennai and Kanchipuram are looking forward to some good fishing.”

Saturday, November 25, 2023

Today, Palayam Anna called asking me why I had not responded to the photographs he had sent. “I thought you’d notice and call me,” he said, visibly disappointed that 5 years into my schooling with him on the #ScienceOfTheSeas, I was still unable to pick up crucial clues. Only after he told me could I even make out that the objects in the net were crabs. “Marappu Nandu (a kind of crab),” Palayam declared hoping that at least now I’d make the connection. “This crab has not been seen in quiet some time. But here they are in substantial numbers.”

Photo credit: S. Palayam

Photo credit: S. Palayam

This indicates marappu or barren conditions of the seas caused when bottom waters turn crystal clear and devoid of fish and prawn. If Marappu Nandu comes up in your net, you can forget fishing for a day or two.

Thursday, November 14, 2023

It was an hour past noon. Chennai’s celebrated Tamil Nadu Weatherman had tweeted, “Hit or miss rains today for Chennai to Pondy coasts.” I was waiting for an airport train at Alandur metro station when the overcast skies opened up and began chucking water. Just as I thought that the roar of the rains couldn’t get louder, the skies would turn it up a notch and then again. Passengers on the platform exchanged nervous looks. Chennai is built to drown. Since the city-wide floods of December 2015, Chennai-ites and the city corporation are prone to anxiety attacks come monsoon time. 

Urur Kuppam fisher elder S. Palayam has been recording wind, weather, ocean current and sea condition data daily from his perch at the Adyar river mouth since September 2018. As a veteran hook-and-line fisher, Palayam and his ilk have a keen understanding of weather systems, seasons, fish and ocean behaviour, and of the dynamic coast where ocean meets land. On 14 November, Palayam called me with a special update. Like the Tamil Nadu Weatherman, Palayam too was skeptical of the dire predictions for heavy rains in Chennai. “The storm seems to be moving away from us; unless it turns west, heavy rains are unlikely,” Palayam said.

“Traditional wisdom,” the crudely patronising phrase adopted by the “mainstream” to classify the everyday science practised by communities, fails to capture the depth and complexity of Palayam’s data sources and gathering methods, and analytical techniques. Consider Palayam’s justification for his skepticism about the recent prediction of rainstorms: “I’m standing on the beach, just north of my village. A vigorous Vaadai Eeran (north easterly sea breeze) is kicking up sand particles. I can’t stand facing the breeze because of the sand. There’s a strong Olini (westerly current). I can tell because the sea that was calm yesterday is now rough, and there is an uneven belt of shells along the tideline. For heavy rains, three factors need to converge – dense rain clouds, a Vanni nearshore current and Kun Vaadai (north northwesterly) winds. The Olini weakens the northerly nearshore current as it is normally associated with the southerly (Thendi) current. If the Olini persists for another day, the nearshore current will reverse directions eliminating any chance of rains. So even though the Olini began easing by midday and the Vanni became more pronounced, unless the breeze shifts to blow from the north-northwest (Kun Vaadai), the predicted rainstorm will not materialise.”

The rains this season have been a flopshow compared to last year. Here’s how Palayam describes this to me during the call: “There’s hardly any trash on the beach. If 10 tonnes of river trash was recovered from the beach last year, there is hardly half a ton this time. That indicates poor outflow from the river [Adyar] and poor rains further west. Did you see the video I sent you of the buffaloes from Pattinapakkam swimming across the river effortlessly? See it. What does that tell you? Mani [another fisher elder who frequents the beach] was telling me that several years ago, a buffalo that was trying to ford the river at the estuary got washed away to sea all the way to Kel-cheru at 16 fathoms deep. Exhausted, it had made its way to one of the fisher’s kattumaram (craft) fishing there and rested its snout on the boat to catch its breath. One of the fishers dived in, lashed a net rope across its haunches and they slowly rowed it back to land. It galloped away as soon as it touched the beach. I’m saying that the river flow was so huge and swift that it pushed all the way to Kel-cheru. Look at it now; it is hardly at 4-5 fathom (8-10 metre depth). It is true that the sand in the intertidal region is squelchy and yields easily to the feet. And yes, stormy weather is afoot when your feet sink in the wet intertidal sand. But as I said, the Vaadai Eeran sea breeze that is still blowing from the northeast means the storm is too far away from us to bring rain.”

It is remarkable how much one can tell standing on the beach, just by reading water, waves, trash and the earth beneath one’s feet. Fishers, farmers, forest workers and just about anyone that lives and works closely with land develop a basic earth-literacy from listening to and working with their elders, and their own lived experiences. Some among them evolve into knowledge keepers; they function as a repository of communal memory. And then, there are knowledge-makers like Palayam; most fishing villages are blessed with at least a few. Traditional wisdom and people’s science is not a static fossilised knowledge situated in the good old days. Community knowledge-makers draw from any source at hand – western science, modern environmental markers like trash and pollution, other informants – to make sense of nature.

To most of us, a cyclone conjures up an image of a spiral of swirling winds viewed from above. In the northern hemisphere, the winds circulate in an anti-clockwise direction as the storm moves. Palayam and fishers in India’s east coast experience storms differently. I had shared a satellite image of the depression hovering in the northern Bay with Palayam over WhatsApp and asked him to tell me what he saw. Even before looking at the map, he asked “Brother, how is the map oriented? Which direction is up?” To fishers, the sea is everything. Unlike colonial maps that feature north on top, fisher maps from the east coast always have east (Eeran) on top.

Where institutional science and the meteorological department deploy a god’s eye view to read cyclones and weather patterns using satellites, fishers use a standing-person’s view and their senses to understand the sea. “I use my cheeks to read the wind. When I stand facing the sea, I’m facing east. If the wind strikes my left cheek, it is a northerly (Vaadai winds), and if it caresses my right cheek, it is blowing from the south (Kachan winds). I then turn to sense its orientation – northeast (vaadai eeran), north (neenda vaadai), north-northwest (kun vaadai), northwest (vadamarai), west (kodai), southwest (Kachan kodai), south (Kachan), southeast (Kachan eeran) and east (eeran). I notice the colours of the sea and see if there are different coloured bands across it. I step into the water to sense its temperature. The chill water I sensed today is because of the rainwater brought in by the river which has been pushed south to my village by the Vanni (north-south) nearshore current. I watch the orientation of the waves or the direction of drift of a floating object to read nearshore currents; the wet mark left by the tide along the beach and the presence or absence of shells and seaborne trash tells me about the power of the tide and how the sea was last night. The orientation of the ships dragging on their anchor out near the harbour tells me what the mid-sea current is like – if the ship is dragging with bow east, stern west, I can tell that a pronounced easterly (Olini) is in force.”

There are many ways to tell a story. Comparing the met department’s satellite image with Palayam’s observations reveals convergences in the meanings that one can make of each narrative. The satellite image shows wind arrows descending from the north and curving towards land as it approaches Chennai from a northeasterly direction, exactly as observed by Palayam. Now, if the same depression were to move due west and continue in that direction after landfall, the wind arrows descending from the vortex will appear to be coming in from north-northwest or Kun Vaadai, the direction of storm winds. Each has its strengths – the satellite image yields a reliable big picture, but lacks granularity; Palayam’s observations have high hyperlocal relevance but cannot be used to understand conditions in other localities.

Palayam and other fishers closely follow weather reports, although they haven’t yet learnt to read the satellite images. But the met department and institutional scientists seldom read anything but their own science, and probably are ignorant of the existence of other sciences. Western science imparts an arrogance to its practitioners, an arrogance that rests on a tacit declaration that this way of seeing is sufficient to reveal all that is to be known. This can just as easily be called ignorance. Every way of knowing has its blind spots. You cannot know what your way of knowing sees as unknowable. Accessing multiple forms of knowing can deepen one’s knowledge. But for that, one needs humility and a willingness to acknowledge that the western way of knowing – what we call science – is merely one among a dazzling array of systems of knowledge, enquiry and comprehension.

Sea Spirit Science

Wednesday, 02 August, 2023

It has been more than six months since I have taken a morning walk along the Urur Kuppam beach listening to Palayam Anna speak to me about winds, waves, weather and fish. Walking by himself these days, he has developed a nice new routine. “Every morning, I walk along the shore and sing to Kadalamma (ocean mother),” he told me. Last month, he sent me a video. As the sun breaks through a rose-tinted horizon over a gentle sea, he can be heard singing an ambaa paattu – a genre of songs sung by fishers at work. What a way to begin a day — a sea-song sung to the sea by a child of the sea. This song invokes Nagoor Andavar, a 16thcentury sufi mystic born Syed Shahul Hameed, a popular icon among the region’s predominantly Hindu fishers.

There is something elegant, easy and deep about Palayam’s spirituality. The sea, he says, is his mother, and the wind his paattan (grandfather). When he gives thanks, it is to Goddess Ellaiamman, the fishing village’s fiercely protective pre-sanskrit Tamil deity; while at sea, he turns to Allah and Nagoorar for protection. The courtyard outside his home is a shrine to a saintly sufi trio – Nagoorar, Kasmur Masthan and Ansari; every Thursday, his entire family gathers for a fatihah (prayer) offered by Palayam in Arabic and Tamil.

Saddled with a confused relationship with faith, I find Palayam’s spirituality unsettling and reassuring at the same time. He and I belong to different worlds – his world and mind shaped by the sea, the winds and his elders; mine shaped by a masala version of western rationality, a mind colonised by the white man’s pedagogical legacy. Our intercultural conversations are interesting and rich once we get past the initial frustrations of comprehending each other or getting through to the other.

In the early days of our relationship, when he was still trying to figure out what kind of fish I was, he once prompted a conversation about faith. “Do you believe in God, anna?” he asked. I mumbled something about being an atheist; but I also admitted to some confusion because even rationalists appear to be faithful to reason as the only god. He ignored my confusion, quite satisfied with his reading of my faithlessness. “How many years did you say you have travelled among fishers?” he persisted. This was in 2016. “About 25 years,” I replied. “So tell me,” he probed, “in all these years, have you met any sea-faring fisherman who is an atheist?”

I can’t say I have, and I know exactly what he’s getting at. I mean, I have been to sea. Interacting with the ocean on a daily basis cannot but be humbling. Palayam’s relationship with the ocean is an inseparable weave of love, gratitude, fear, awe, understanding and an acceptance of its unknowable nature. He would read the conditions to prepare for rain, storm or good weather always tempering his readings with a mumbled prayer to the goddess or to Allah.

Meanwhile, for me, my wanderings between faith and reason, science and spirituality continued. Once, two years ago, when we were talking about an approaching storm, I asked him how he distinguished between faith and reason. Where does science stop and faith begin? He looked puzzled: “Why should science stop and faith begin?” he asked. Frustrated, I tried explaining: “There’s so much you do and say that is science. And then you keep bringing your faith in. I just want to know how you separate the two.”

His puzzled look disappeared. Now he got it, I thought. Instead, he said “Why should I separate the two? You are the one that first told me that what I was saying was science. Then you said some of what I said was faith. Then you separated the two. Perhaps for you, the two are different. So you explain how you separate it. I see no purpose served in separating the two.”

Now it was my turn to look puzzled. So Palayam explained, with a story.

It was the month of Karthigai (mid-October to mid-November), the season for storms. But things were as they should be. It was the period of the northeast monsoon — Vaadai winds and Vanni currents were flowing gently from the north. Palayam Anna and his elder brother Viswanathan had set out in the evening to drop the crab nets. Only one other – Kumar – had set a net that day. Crab nets (nandu valai) are set in the sekkil paadu (night fishing). The nets are dropped before sunset and hauled in the dark of the night. They had come ashore and planned to return in a few hours to haul in the net.

Suddenly, everything changed. The wind picked up to howling speed and began gusting from the North Northwest. The standard compass rose most of us are familiar with features north on top and has 8 directional pointers, the compass rose of fishers from north Tamil Nadu features east on top and identifies nine points to denote the nine wind directions – eeran (east), kachan eeran (south east), nedun kachan (south), kachan kodai (southwest), ner kodai (west), vadamarai (northwest), vaadai (north), vaadai eeran (northeast), and the deadly kun vaadai – the violent cyclonic winds from the north northwest.

Credit: Satwik Gade. For Science of The Seas & Chennai Map Project, University of Toronto.

The winds whipped up the sea into a dark roiling mass. Palayam, Viswanathan and Kumar paced the beach as the winds worsened and the waves rolled in without a break. Launching kattumarams or their modern-day fibre-reinforced plastic versions from a surf-pounded beach requires considerable skill. Boats that are launched from the beach enter the sea, and wait in the near waters for a gap between waves to get past the naduthambu or surf zone. One mistake, and the surf will upset the boat flinging everybody, everything inside it into the waters.

If that is what it’s like on good days, setting out under the current conditions would have been suicidal. For eight hours, until midnight, the three fishers waited – brewing and sipping tea after sweet, milky tea — for a break that just did not come. Crab nets are expensive, each costing Rs. 30,000. Kumar had given up for the night. But the brothers had just bought the net.

Around 1 a.m., Viswananthan sensed a slight let up. The breeze had eased. The sea was still a churning sinister invitation to death. The older brother asked Palayam to recruit one more fisher to help them. With great difficulty, Palayam managed to rope one young man willing to brave the seas.

“Palayam! The waves are coming in counts of 15. If we are lucky, we will get a break with the 14th wave,” Viswanathan said. Squatting on the beach, staring out at the sea, Viswanathan and Palayam were reading the waves. Launching the boat was okay. But once launched they would have to drift in the choppy surf zone waiting for the right break to break past the naduthambu.

“With a prayer to the goddess and with Nagoorar’s name on our lips, we set off a little after 1 a.m. wearing just a pair of shorts and a light T-shirt. Anything heavier would drag us down if we were to fall in. In storms such as this, the westerly memeri current tends to drag you into the sea rather than push you back to land. The sea was fearsome, but we had given ourselves to her. “Amma, we are coming in. We put our lives in your hands. We are at your mercy. We’ll accept whatever you decide,” I thought aloud as the boat drifted south powered by the strong northerly nearshore currents. We drifted for nearly an hour before my brother called out asking us to be ready. “There should be a gap in the waves coming up just now. Be prepared to turn the throttle at my signal,” he said. Three, two, one. . .and there was a hair’s-width gap in the waves. We went for the throttle. The boat surged like a stallion, turning nose up. The boat was nearly upright and then it landed on water with a slap that could be heard above the din of the waves. We had cleared the surf. The sea was rough, but no more surf. We gave thanks and found our way to our net. Hauling it was hard but happy work. It was loaded with crab – 15 baskets full. We made it back tired, but rich and thankful to be alive. Tell me now, how you will separate faith and reason in this story. But first tell me, why you wish to do that?”

More Than Just a Pretty Sight; What Fishers Read in Red Dawn Skies

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

Sunday, June 18, 2023

Daybreak on June 17, 2023 was spectacular. The northeastern horizon was on fire. Every morning, Palayam anna sends me photographs and short videos of the seas and skies taken from the Urur Kuppam beach. If there is anything special, I would receive a recorded audio note as well. Since I’m out of the country, my morning walk-and-talk sessions have been reduced to this ersatz tutoring. June 17 was special. I received a voice note at around 2:30 pm Chennai time. Palayam goes out to the seaside three times a day – at dawn, at around noon and at 10 pm – to observe wind and current conditions that I then enter in a database that we have been maintaining since September 2018 (minus a part of the COVID-19 lockdown).

For those who understand Tamil, I have shared the link so you can hear the real thing. Please ignore the initial section where he chides me for being unresponsive, wondering if I’m busy. “I don’t know if you have a lot of work” ought to be read as “Too busy to respond, eh?”

A translation follows for those who cannot understand Tamil, or may have difficulty with vadakathu kadalmozhi, the name we have given for the fisher Tamil spoken in the Chennai coast. I will intersperse the translation with short notes within square brackets to explain terms peculiar to fisher ways of knowing and tacit meanings.

“Greetings brother! In the morning, early morning when I go [to the seaside]. . .you saw the photos I sent? I don’t know if you have a lot of work… Every morning when I go out [to the seaside], every time when sunrise reddens the skies, it is understood that some natural changes are in the offing. Every day is different and there are changes. That is why our ‘Science of the Seas’ project deserves such intent attention.”

“We are now still in Kachaan naal [a season that roughly corresponds with the southwest monsoon], not Vaadai naal [season that roughly corresponds with the northeast monsoon]. This morning I immediately sensed something. Towards the northeast, the skies above the low-hanging clouds on the horizon were a resplendent red. “What’s this?” I wondered. It looked like the sun had shifted northwards. How can that be? We are deep in Kachaan days, and the Vaikasi vaangal* has barely faded, and the month of Aani is just two days old.” [*Vaangal refers to powerful localised eddies and whirlpools that are generated by strong southerly currents. The Tamil month of Vaikasi (mid-May to mid-June) is known for these deadly vaangals that have been known to trap even powerful swimmers among the fishers. Fishers are wary of these eddies.]

“The thendi [southerly] and olini [easterly] currents have pushed the edaapu* close to the shore. Everything is as it should be in Kachaan days. If one looks at data from the last few years, we can see that pre-dawn reddening and sunrise should be from ner eeran [due east]. That would be the truthful way. Then what does it mean when red skies [dawn indicators] are lighting up the north in this uncharacteristic manner?” [*Edaapu is a shifting line in the sea that marks the separation of turbid nearshore waters from clearer midsea or deepsea waters. Depending on whether a landward-moving easterly (known as olini) is in force or a seaward-moving westerly (memeri), the edaapu will be pushed closer to land or deeper into sea respectively.]

“Is this Vaadai naal (northeast monsoon season) that the sun is rising from the northeast? Why is the vaadai eeran (north eastern) sky reddening to signal daybreak? It is only as the sun clears the horizon that the red begins to bleed out as the day brightens. This morning, sevvanam [red skies] was unusually bright. You may have seen the photos. What is the reason? What changes do these signify. When we observe this, why do we write ‘winds can change; currents can shift and it may rain’.”

In many of our conversations, anna has reminded me of the saying “kaalai sevvanam kaatrukku; maalai sevvanam mazhaikku”, meaning red skies at dawn signal winds, and the same at dusk signal rains. Today’s sevvanam brought in the winds needed to disturb the oppressive heat. Palayam explains:

“First, the hot land breeze clashes with the sea breeze when the latter sets in. Second, the clouds brought in by the northerlies collide with clouds from the south, moist breezes then bring rain. This is what is happening.”

“At 1 pm, [I observed that] the winds had shifted. A vaadai eeran [northeasterly wind] has set in. How can it not when the [northeastern] skies were painted bright red at dawn? The wind has shifted despite the prevailing thendi themma olinisal* conditions. But this breeze is not here to stay. It will shift. By evening, if it rains, the rains will quell the northerlies, and the wind will swing back to blow from kachaan eeran [the southeast].” [*thendi themma olinisal refers to the combined influence of two currents – the south-to-north thendi current, and the east-to-west olini. Southerlies are the prevailing currents and winds during the southwest monsoon season, and currents influence winds and vice-versa. For the breeze to shift to blow from the north, despite the prevailing southerly is significant.]

“This is the reason behind the unbearable odukkam [a condition of stillness absent of any breeze] of the last few days. Yesterday (June 16) was oppressively hot compared even to other days. The days were doubly oppressive because the northeasterly sea breeze was weak [and couldn’t set in]. But today, that has changed, and the heat is doubly reduced. This morning (June 17), I noted that the heat will reduce as the day progresses with chances of rain either later on or at night.”

At 10 pm, Palayam anna sent me another voice message.

“Greetings brother. As already mentioned, at 1 pm today, the vaadai eeran [northeasterly winds] set in, right? These are not Vaadai days, but Kachaan season. Northerlies will be transient and not stable, and unlikely to last after sunset. That’s why the winds shifted to kachaan eeran (southeast) after sunset. Then from 7:14 pm, it started drizzling, and it was leaking rain from then to 9:10 pm. But the rains were too weak [to wet the ground]. The past few days have been very hot. The land has been radiating heat. Raindrops sizzle out on contact with the ground. The wetness of the rains is overwhelmed by the parched heat of the land. Now, the rains have stopped. I wanted to share this with you to note the momentous changes that can be signalled by a sevvanam (red skies).”

It is June 19, as I conclude this essay. It has been raining incessantly since midnight. Such heavy downpours in June are rare. Rare enough for the much-loved weather blogger Tamilnadu Weatherman @praddy06 to tweet: “This is today 150+ mm event in June. Rare indeed, very very rare indeed in June.”

The rains were brought in by clouds moving in from the sea, from the northeast that was afire at dawn on June 17. An event that many enjoyed, but only the wise ones like Palayam saw as a sign of things to come.

Note: For an introduction to local seasons as fishers see it, you can read the story here.

Sea Changed; Therefore Climate Change

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

Monday, January 30, 2023

“Look at that wave, Anna,” Palayam greeted me excitedly. It was 5:45 am. The sun was bleeding through the clouds in the eastern horizon, and day was just dawning as I made my way towards his roost on the beach near the Adyar river-mouth. “Its face has changed overnight. It’s rolling in from the north.” I threw a piece of driftwood into the sea and watched it wash up and down all the time gently drifting south with the Vanni current flowing in slowly and surely from the north. Until yesterday, the shore current was a pronounced “Thendi” flowing from the south, signalling that the Kachan season hadn’t yet yielded to the season influenced by the northeast monsoon. The current had switched overnight; after 219 days of the Kachan season, Palayam marked October 20, 2022 – the third day of the Tamil month of Aippasi – as the first day of the Vaadai season.

I squatted on the sand next to him. It was wet with last night’s rain – an intense spell that only lasted 30 minutes but had left tell-tale puddles in the potholes that dotted the seaside mud road fringing the village. “It never used to be like this in my father’s days,” Palayam complained. “Seasons arrived as they ought to…” he trails off. The northeast monsoon season had set in nearly a month late this year.

Fishers track seasons differently than the Indian met department. The year is divided broadly into “Kachan naal” and “Vaadai naal” – corresponding to the times of the year when prevailing wind and currents are from the south (Kachan) and north (Vaadai) respectively. The summer days, including the Kodai (summer) sub-season and the period of southwest monsoon rains, are part of the Kachan season. The Vaadai days, in turn, enclose the stormy Northeast season between two periods of calm – or at least, they used to. The change of seasons is marked by a month – Purattasi before the Vaadai naal and Margazhi before the Kachan naal – when the currents and winds slow down and the seas are calm and clear.

According to Palayam, the global discourse on climate change is late in coming. “I would say the climate changed a long time ago. It is not something that is in the future. The seas have changed and I don’t know if there is anything we can do to reverse that. We have been saying this all along and more emphatically since the tsunami,” he says. “And if the seas have changed, how can the seasons not?”

What Palayam says has been the lament of fishers across Tamil Nadu’s coast. Fishers refer to the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami as a time marker rather than a causal agent. The sea exerts a powerful influence on local weather and global climate. 

Purattasi troubles

Palayam still reads tell-tale signs that allow for some predictability regarding the onset of seasons but not for the erraticism of weather on specific days. One August evening as the setting sun threw long shadows, we were sitting on the beach just past the village. Palayam was telling me about the seasons before the seas changed. The gist of our conversation is tabulated below. But that evening, Palayam remarked that the Vaadai season will be delayed well into late Purattasi (mid-October).

The tell-tale signs were many. During that evening’s conversation, Palayam revealed his line of reasoning: First, early this year (2022), the Vaadai season influenced by the northeast monsoon persisted nearly two months beyond schedule.

Since August 2019, as part of our Science of The Seas project, Palayam and I have been maintaining a daily record of wind, nearshore and mid-sea currents and qualitative notes about weather and ocean conditions based on his observations from the beach. Our attempt to generate nuanced data to back fishers’ general observations about changing seas is perhaps the first one to use a human meteorological observatory – Palayam – to record hyper-local data capable of yielding hyper-local findings.

Vaadai Naal faded on March 15, 2022 and the Kachan season, which brackets the southwest monsoon, began on March 16 according to our records. The observations for the two days are as follows:

Vaikaasi (mid-May to mid-June) too was not as it ought to have been. That month is known for the strong southerly Kachan breeze; referred to as the Vaikaasi Vangal, the breeze is strong enough to pound up a surf where the waves break. “But this Vaikaasi, we did not have a strong kachan.” Not only that, the Kachan season that ought to have witnessed steady southerly currents was interrupted by several days when the current flowed in from the north. “Going by this, I suspect that not only will the kachan season prolong and eat into the Vaadai season, but also that we may witness Thendi currents, instead of the Vanni northerlies, in Purattasi. If that happens, the sea is likely to be rough when it ought to be calm, and turbid when the waters ought to be clear,” Palayam had told me in August. The northeast season that ought to set in by early October will be pushed into Aippasi (mid-October to mid-November).

Palayam’s diary records October 20, 2022 – the third day of Aippasi – as the first day of the Vaadai season signalling the imminent onset of the Northeast monsoon. And, as feared, between October 20 and January 18, 2023, our records indicate 16 days of Thendi currents and 15 days when the nearshore waters were still – with neither a pronounced Thendi nor a Vanni.

Seas not rains

Across India, the seasons containing the monsoons are evaluated based solely on the quantum and intensity of rainfall, and its impact on agriculture. Fishers have different metrics. The behaviour of the pre-monsoon months of Chithirai and Vaikasi (Southwest monsoon) and Purattasi (Northeast) are critical to Chennai’s fishers. The Kodai Puyals (summer storms) during the influence of the southwest monsoon signal a break in a long spell of uneventful fishing.

Summer storms are vicious and dangerous. They build up and die out in a matter of hours and cannot be picked up by meteorological stations in time for meaningful alerts to be put out. Experienced fishers, though, look out for and know to tell the onset of such storms. Kodai Puyals occur at night during Chithirai (April-May), and during the day in the month of Vaikasi (mid-May to mid-June). Fisher elders warn against night fishing during Chithirai, venturing too far out into the sea at any time and advise their kin to be on the lookout for tell-tale signs if out fishing during the day in Vaikasi. Read our piece titled “Storm Widows” that is part of the mythology of Palayam’s village and talks about a day storm that emptied an entire village of its young men.

As dangerous as they are, fishers long for these storms that roil up the oceans, turn it turbid and inviting for the prized fish to emerge from their hideouts and into their hungry nets. It has been a long time since the last Kodai Puyal, and this year too, the storms gave our coast a total miss. Two more months of good earnings lost.

Why this Change

The more the seasons get delayed, the less favourable the conditions are for fishers to earn a living. The seasonal rains that ought to have come did not come. Summer storms are getting delayed. One cyclone that approached Chennai veered off suddenly and made landfall in a different state. “Nature has changed,” Palayam muttered.

He gets doleful when I ask him about the reasons for the change. “Why this change? It is all to do with nature. Only nature knows. We can only ask nature why things have changed like this. We cannot question nature. We can bow to it. We can pray to it and plead “Mother, please tell us why we have no earnings.” If you ask why the nets are empty, it is because the natural conditions conducive for fishing that should have developed during this season have failed to materialise. In artisanal fisheries, we are repeatedly taught by our elders to control our greed. Just because you have the ability to take much, you should not. It is dangerous; it is immoral. Perhaps the state of our seas has to do with the replacement of these morals by a culture that does not know the meaning of the word “enough.”

When Winds and Current Play Kingmaker for Rains

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

Friday, November 11, 2022

The skies were dark, looming and ominous with pregnant rain clouds. I did not join Palayam for the beach walk this morning. But Palayam is not one to miss even a day’s observation. Since September 2018, he has been taking daily early morning observations of wind, current and sea conditions at Urur Kuppam. I transcribe his “data” onto a spreadsheet. Since October 2022, we have added two more observations for wind – at noon and 10 pm.

It was 6 am when Palayam sent me a detailed voice note expressing doubt over the Red Alert warning of heavy rains in Chennai on 10 November. Fishers rely on palpable signs from the sea, seashore and winds to read storms. All signs certainly indicated that stormy weather is in the offing. The intertidal seafloor was not firm, but squelchy beneath the feet. Thangamani’s net had brought in nearly Rs 5,000’s worth of otta kavalai (sardinella), a sure indicator that a kadaveri (sea storm with zero fishing prospects) was imminent.

But Palayam was skeptical about heavy rains. “We will have rains in spells, but I doubt that they will be anything like the rains of November 2021,” he told me. His voice note records as follows: “The clouds are fearsome and dark, and it looks like it’s going to pour and pour. But there is more wind than rain – the Kun Vaadai storm winds from the north-northwest. Last night, very chill moisture-laden winds blew in from the north and northeast. Our elders used to refer to such winds as ootha kaathu. “Look, the icy cold ootha kaathu is coming,” they’d say.”

“Icy cold” is a bit of a stretch, but understandable if one accounts for the fact that Palayam is from Chennai, where sweaters and chinese ear-muffs are brought out when temperatures plummet to the low 20s (degrees celsius).

Fisher science is starkly different from institutional science when it comes to reading weather systems. Currents are the kingmakers that can block, allow or intensify rain. The stronger the northerly Vanni current is both nearshore and at midsea, the more intense the rain event is likely, provided the other two necessary conditions are satisfied – i.e. northerly Vaadai winds, if not the Kun Vaadai (NNW) which signals a storm, and the presence of rain clouds. When a strong Vanni and Kun Vaadai meet on a cloudy day, you should beware: the heavens will pour.

When Palayam voiced his opinion on the unlikelihood of heavy rains, Kun Vaadai winds were gusting and the sky was dark with rain clouds. But the nearshore and midsea currents were weak. Nearshore currents are easy to gauge: Fling a piece of wood into the waves and see if it drifts south or north. Midsea currents can be sensed by watching how the ships near the harbour drag on their anchors. If their bow-stern points north-south, the current is a northerly Vanni.

But when Palayam entered his data in the early hours of 10 November, visibility over sea was poor. The ships were shrouded by a thick mist. Then, how did he sense the nature of the current out at sea? Palayam explains in his voice note: “The sea is very turbulent. The waves are froth-tipped and have a spring to them. A strong current would have automatically calmed the seas. The turbulence tells me there is no current. Looking at the waves washing in, I see that each wave that forms out at sea washes all the way up the shore, with hardly a gap between one wave and the next. When this happens, we say “Kadal virichalaa irukku. The sea is in a virichal state.””

It is impossible to take a boat out in such conditions – the sea is in a churn all the way from the kadaladi (foreshore) and naduthambu (end of surf zone) to the mela kadaladi (aft shore).”

Friday. 12 November, 2022.

The Indian Express reports that the city received 64.5 mm rain in the 24 hours ending 8:30 am today. As Palayam had predicted, the day was wet but the rains were neither intense (more rain in less time) nor heavy in absolute terms. Contrast that with the 200 mm of rain that fell in just five hours on November 8, 2021 – an hourly average of 40 mm.

Such intense rain events can overwhelm drains and inundate neighbourhoods.

This morning, Palayam sent another voice note at around 5.45 a.m. from his observation perch near Broken Bridge. A strong Eeran wind was blowing in from the east. “I suppose you witnessed the happenings early in the morning. That thunder was like I have never heard before. And the wind was strong too. Whenever thunder and winds combine like this, they will extinguish the rains after a few hours of downpour,” Palayam recorded in the voice note.

I called him in response to his voice note to get some clarifications. He said: “The wind is tending to blow as a Kachan Eeran (from southeast), as a thennal – a calming breeze that will ease the turbulence in the sea, and usher in good fishing in the days to come. That will happen if the low pressure moves north along Tamil Nadu’s coast. If on the other hand, the low pressure turns towards Arabian Sea without coming along our coast, we will continue to witness northerlies, and the sea will remain turbulent.”

The Met department has announced that the low pressure will move along our coast in a northwesterly direction, make landfall and continue over land to cross Kerala and emerge as a low pressure over the Arabian sea.

It is now 12 noon. A few hours back Palayam noted that the winds and the sea had calmed considerably, and that a thennal was imminent. I called up Palayam to find out if the winds had shifted. He refused to indulge me. “Take your cycle and go to the seashore and tell me what you see. Will you believe anything I tell you?” he chided me. I said I had to finish and send this essay. “All the more reason for you to witness what you are about to write,” he insisted.

I went to the beach. The winds were still blowing from the east, but tending to shift to the northeast. There was no sign of a thennal. By the time I returned home, Palayam was calling me from the beach. “What did you see?” he asked. I reported back. “Strange. Just two hours back, the winds made it seem as though they would blow from the southeast (thennal). But now, the sea is back to being rough and the wind is tending to a Vaadai Eeran (northeasterly). The Vanni current has stopped flowing out at midsea. The ships at anchor are pointed east indicating that the bottom current is dead, with only an easterly Olini current flowing.”

It is easy to tell when the Olini pushes landward. The sea will have bands of colour – muddy closer to shore and the blue of the deep further offshore.

I told him about the Met department’s observations. “There is still a chance that a thennal may set in by nightfall. Let’s wait and see.”

Sunday, November 13, 2022

Palayam’s voice note recorded at 5.07 a.m. from Broken Bridge reports that the thennal had set in, albeit only tentatively. The wind was gentle and from the southeast – the breeze that soothes the sea. “All boats can set off today if they so desire. It will rain intermittently because the current is Vanni. But the sea is okay. It is unfortunate for us that the storm did not make landfall in Chennai. Fishing will be okay, but not as remunerative.

Further south, where the storm crossed our coast, there will be happy fishing. Here, the Paruvu is likely to form further out at sea, not nearshore because the storm was not intense here. Where the storm crossed the coast, Paruvu is likely even closer to shore.”

By 7 am, though, the wind had shifted once again to blow again as a Kun Vaadai storm wind, with a burst of rain and thunder. The winds will keep shifting today, he said.

Note: Paruvu is a marine phenomenon that accompanies turbid sea conditions that results in the congregation and gregarious movement of several commercially valuable fish. The opposite of Paruvu is Marappu, which occurs when the seas are clear and emptied of commercially valuable fish.

A Boatload of Maavulasi

After a long season of empty nets, the month of Aadi arrived amidst much hope and desperate need.  But Aadi was a betrayal too. When the monsoon over the western ghats is healthy, and the Cauvery and the Kollidam (Coleroon) rivers run bankful to discharge their nutrient-laden waters into the Bay of Bengal, they give birth to an annual marine phenomenon called vanda thanni (turbid water). Pushed by powerful thendi (southerly) and ice-cold olini (easterly) currents, nutrient-laden vanda thanni waters flow north along the shore like a turbid river boiling with all kinds of fish small and large. This is a fish bonanza, a lottery where fishers sometimes make half a year’s earnings in just a day’s fishing. But this year too, the vanda thanni was a no-show.

“Before the tsunami, the sea behaved with a predictable rhythm. Now, nothing is as it should be,” Palayam says, echoing a popular lament that can be heard along the length of the Coromandel coast. “The vaadai naal (northeast monsoon) retreats late; instead of ending with the month of Thai (mid-Jan to mid-Feb), the currents don’t reverse until well into Maasi (mid-Feb to mid-March). The summer days of kodai spill into the stormy vaadai season (northeast monsoon) without a break. Vanni northerly currents ought to set in by Purattasi (mid-September to mid-October) bringing with them a month of clear, calm seas and plenty of fish.” But Palayam predicts that like last few years, this year too we will have rough seas in Purattasi.

Fatigued by the depressing stories of empty nets and whimsical seas, I asked if he had any stories of good fishing in Aadi-Aavani. It took all of two long strides for him to sift through his considerable database of stories to come up with one. This was a story about an exceptional fishing day, but my interruptions and need for clarifications made it as much a story about winds and navigation.

On that day in the month of Aadi, Palayam and his brother purchased about 150 mathi-meen (sardines) from a local fisher. “We must have left at around 7:30 or 8 am,” he recalls. That’s when the first boats return from the vidinchakal paadu (dawn fishing). If these boats return with empty nets, it is bad news for hook-and-line fishermen. It is fish from these boats that are used as bait for our hooks. No fish in the nets of the valaikarars (net fishermen) means no bait for the marathukarars (hook-and-line fishers).”

Like Palayam, his elder brother Viswanathan too is an accomplished fisherman. “We had good teachers. My father was a skilled fisherman who worshipped his work. Then we had Murungakkai who was known for his presence of mind and intuition.

“Fishing had been slow for the valaikarars (net fishers) those last few days. We caught the kachan kodai (southwest) breeze and automatically set a thenmela (southeasterly) bearing. (then refers to south; mela refers to the direction of the deep sea (east).)”

I was confused. With a southwest breeze, won’t the “automatic” course that a sailboat takes be on a northeasterly bearing? Over time, I had learnt that Palayam anna uses English words very confidently, but very loosely. Sometimes, the words just don’t mean what he intends it to mean. I was to find out that this was one such instance.

I cross-checked with Navaz, a good friend and a passionate sailor from the Madras Yacht Club, about the “automatic” direction with a southwest breeze. Navaz patiently explained the basics. “When you sail with the wind behind you, that is called a “run.” When you sail into the wind, it’s called a “beat”. When you have the wind coming at you from the side, that’s called a “reach.” So heading southeast when the wind is blowing from the southwest is a “reach”. That takes some doing.

He didn’t understand why I was making such a big deal about the word automatic. In Palayam’s lexicon, automatic is what your muscle does to respond to a situation. For fishers like Palayam, navigation is not about thinking but about letting one’s muscle memory instruct the working muscle.

Palayam gets easily frustrated with me. “Come on a boat with me, and I will show you. You can learn in one boat trip what will take you ten days to learn if I were to explain to you drawing lines on the sand.” But believe it or not, for all that I may say about his lack of patience with my ignorance, it is a fact that he is easy with me. If I had been a fisherman by birth, and with this level of incompetence, he would have been unforgiving. Today, before he started on the story about his exceptional fishing event, he was cussing out Sunnambu (name changed). Sunnambu was a young pattinavar man from Pulicat who had not heard about a variety of prawn called nattu iral. Pattinavar refers to the caste of the community of sea-fishers from north Tamil Nadu.

“He calls himself a fisherman!” Palayam spat in disgust. “He says he’s gone to sea with his father. But he doesn’t know what a nattu iral is. I have lost all respect for him. He should be ashamed to say he’s a graduate. What use is his law degree if he doesn’t know the names of the fish in his sea?”

Palayam was trying to take me on a boat ride to explain what I thought was my simple question about the direction he took and the prevalent winds. But I insisted on an immediate clarification, and he yielded.

“You are right that if I set sail with the wind behind me, I would be headed in a vadamel (northeast) direction. But if I did that I would have difficulty returning home. Remember these are kodai naal (summer days). The sea breeze won’t be brisk and will blow from the southeast in the afternoon. If I want to head home with least effort after a day’s work, I should be positioned to run with the wind behind me. When I leave, I’m already thinking and planning for my return. So we decided to head towards the southeast. The paar (reef) that we were seeking is at around 16 fathom east of Injambakkam. By when it is time to return, we are likely to have a slow breeze blowing from the southeast. Now, I can run with the wind behind me as planned; I will be able to comfortably reach the Urur Kuppam beach.”

Nothing that the fisherman did was without intent.

“We made good time. Once we crossed the nearshore waters, we entered a zone with turbid waters as we headed out deeper and deeper past 16 fathoms.”

The sea speaks to fishers through its colours and texture as much as it does through currents and how the wavelets appear and dissipate.

“That day, the sea was the colour of coffee at the surface and a churning of mud below. Imagine what you’d look like if you were to emerge from a gutter; the sea had the colour and consistency of that slush.

Suddenly, I spotted a maavulasi (narrow-barred seer fish) flapping its tail. Maavulasi do that when they are feeding. Sometimes they jump out of the water. It is easier to spot them when they do that. But that day, it was just a flap at the surface. I called out to my brother and loosened the sail to let it flap, and shoved the thadapalagai (keel) down to stabilise the kattumaram. Both of us quickly grabbed a hook, threaded a piece of fresh sardine, added a lead ball for weight. I was at the kadaa end (back or stern of the boat) and my brother was at the thala (head, bow or front-end of the boat).

Barely had I cast my line, and a 3 kg maavalasi grabbed the bait. I hauled it in excitedly. By the time I landed the fish thrashing on my maram my brother had snagged one and was hauling it in. He cast his line on the side of the sail (leeward), and I cast from the windward side so that both of us could fish simultaneously. We were atop an entire maappu (shoal) of maavulasi. We let the boat drift. All we cared was to stay with the shoal. After that it was a tiring but fulfilling stint of threading bait, dropping the hook, reeling it in, unhooking the fish. . .and repeat. In no time, we had 60 fair-sized maavulasi on our boat. We sold it for Rs. 20,000 – a fair sum in those days.”

Predictably, seeing us return with so much fish caused a lot of excitement in our village. Next day, all the marathukaarars (hook-and-line fishers) left for the same fishing grounds. But the sea was not in the mood. The fishers were in for a kadaveri – the seas had changed overnight from being bountiful to being tightfisted. That day, it poured like it never had before. Between the winds and the pouring rain, every single boat returned empty.

A Good Storm

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

The morning air is still, though not yet uncomfortably warm. It is early April. We decided not to walk today; we’ll cycle instead. If we ride fast enough, we can fool ourselves into believing there was a brisk breeze blowing into our faces. This dawn-time stillness has a name in fisher tamil – Odukkam. The first time Palayam anna said “Odukkama irukku,” I asked him what it meant and whether I should include it in the work-in-progress glossary of fisher tamil words that we were compiling. “Definitely! Add this. When the breeze suddenly drops to a still, we call it Odukkam,” he offered.

Chithirai (mid-April) is the beginning of Chennai’s infamously hot season. It is April 6 – and the last week of the Tamil month of Panguni. We are still enjoying pleasant mornings and evenings. Palayam is not happy. “The scorching kodai breeze from the west is late in the coming. The winds won’t shift until a thunderstorm forms, quenches the earth and swings the breeze to a steady and forceful westerly.” That will be good for fishing. Scared by the tremors caused by the thunderstorm, fish flee the deep waters towards the shore.

For many years on end, summer storms have given Chennai a miss. “Before tsunami, not a year passed without a storm either in Chithirai or Vaikaasi (May-June). But now everything is topsy turvy,” Palayam says, repeating a lament that can be heard across Tamil Nadu’s coast. Chithirai is notorious for its night-time summer storms, just as Vaikaasi is for its day storms. The tsunami appears to be a major threshold between the predictable seas of yesteryears and the unpredictable oceanic phenomena that some attribute to climate change.

Last night, Barathi brought back a decent catch of muliyan, kanan keluthi and vari paarai. “Should fetch him at least Rs. 2000. I had gone to pick up some fish for our kitchen.” The mid-sea current has broken to a light vanni. In fisher speak, “odanchirukku” which is tamil for “has broken” refers to when a current slows down and reverses directions, even if temporarily. This season is characterised by southerly thendi currents both nearshore and in mid-sea. These will remain in force until the southwest monsoon fades, and are replaced by the northerly vanni current with the onset of the northeast monsoon. “Barathi told me that last night, the sea was white with vavval (pomfret) swimming around,” Palayam said.

The young fisherman was keen to return the next night with a specialised vavval valai (float net) to catch the pomfret. But, Palayam warned him. “Don’t go out at night brother. Wait till the Chithirai storm has come and gone. There’s no telling when a storm can build up. There’ll be good fishing after that with all the fish coming ashore and jumping into your net,” he said.

The sea breeze is still making mischief. Throughout the night, the breeze blows gustily from the south – a nedun kachaan from the cardinal south. Around 5:45 am, just as daylight breaks and before the sun peeps over the horizon, the brisk breeze drops to a standstill (odukkam). And then, as we end our morning walk and return from the river mouth, there’s just a meek hint of a breeze from the southwest (a kachan kodai). Such a weak breeze can’t keep the sea breeze out. By 10 am, thankfully for the residents of Chennai, a gentle, cool kachan eeran sea breeze sets in that intensifies as the day progresses.

The odukkam marks a threshold when the sea and land are at a tentative equilibrium. Breezes are a result of differentials in temperature and pressure and Earth’s movement.

The sea heats and cools slowly; it is the opposite with land. After months of cool weather, the sea is still much cooler than the land. As the sun rises, the fast-heating land warms the air column above it. Hot air rises, and the cool sea breeze rushes in to fill up the low pressure. With every passing day of blazing sun, the sea is taking in the heat and retaining it. The day is not far when the night-time sea will be warmer than the fast-cooled land at night. When this happens, the night breeze will blow from the west and the dog days of a full-fledged kodai summer will be in evidence. Incidentally, kodai which means westerlies in fisher tamil also means summer in colloquial Tamil.

Rains even far out west will quench the land, cool it, and trigger an eastward breeze.

“Give it a few more days. If not here, there will be thunderstorms further west,” Palayam says hopefully. “The hot days will be upon us. Let’s hope for a storm here so that the misery of heat is offset by good fishing.”

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A glossary of terms

  • Odukkam: When a brisk wind drops to a still
  • Odanchirukku: When an ocean current slows, stops and reverses direction
  • Chithirai: Tamil month falling between mid-April and mid-May
  • Vaikaasi: Tamil month falling between mid-May and mid-June
  • Kachan: Southerly breeze
  • Thendi: Southerly sea current
  • Vanni: Northerly sea current
  • Kodai: Summer, also means westerly breeze
  • Kachan kodai: Breeze from the southwest
  • Nedun Kachan: Breeze from the cardinal south
  • Kachan eeran: Southeasterly breeze, breeze from the southeast (sea breeze)
  • Muliyan: Tamil name for big-eyed mackerel
  • Kanankeluthi: Tamil name for mackerel
  • Vari Paarai: Tamil name for blue trevally

The Sea Will Give

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

Photo: Nityanand Jayaraman

The sea has been calm, flat as a sheet of glass. That’s as it should be at this time of the year. The storm that never came last week roughed up the seas and robbed the locals of more than a week’s fishing. As I walk down the road towards the beach, I can hear the ocean – like a cloth tearing followed by an explosive slap as the wave hits the beach. Too loud a noise for a wave that is little more than a low frothing curler. I remember Palayam explaining to me that “The sea is more noisy when it is calm. When the sea is in a roil, you can’t hear the waves slap the shore.”

Calm seas with a light shore current are just right for the shore seine – a hand-hauled communal net deployed from the beach. The shore-seine has evolved over time, and differently across the world. What used to be the Peria Valai – a hefty cotton- and coconut-fibre net – that needed more than 50 able-bodied men to haul it is now the modaa valai, a lighter, easily deployable plastic beach seine that requires only 30 people’s effort. Urur Kuppam has four modaa valai nets.

A shore seine. Illustration: Gunawardena N.D.P., Jutagate T/, Amarasinghe U.S. 2016. Patterns of species composition of beach seine fisheries off North-Western coast of Sri Lanka, fishers’ perspectives and implications for co-management. Marine Policy 72:131-138.

These days, our morning walks are magical with skies taken straight out of a Lord of the Rings movie. The pre-dawn horizon is dark and topped by a resplendent rosy pink sky as ceiling. The shades change magically as the orange orb of a sun rises. But not everything has been rosy. Over the last week, two sets of fishers have used the shore seine four times each. Shore-seines are a lot of effort and expense. Even if the nets return empty, 30 people will have to be paid at least a hundred each. And then there is the diesel expense for the wasted trip made by the boat.

For three days, the modaa valai has been returned with only bad news. Empty nets are disappointing, but at least they are easier to haul in, dismantle and spread out to dry. A few days ago, the nets came back heavy with senjori – a non-edible jelly fish with a nasty sting. “Thank god it was not muttai sori,” Palayam exclaimed. “Senjori makes you itch like crazy, but it’s not life-threatening. Odambukku kulirchi (It’s actually cooling to the body!).”  Fishers treat senjori stings by lathering the sting spots with castor oil. The Muttai sori (a different variety of jellyfish), on the other hand, is a menace. “Its venom heats up the body to a point where your immune system weakens and you can even be laid up with manja kamaalai (jaundice),” he said.

Faced with day after day of empty nets and nets full of angry jelly fish, lesser people would have given up. But fisher ethos is grounded not in the valour of trying and trying again until you succeed, but in knowing that “If not today, then tomorrow, the sea will give.”

The sooner a strong thendi current from the south takes over, the better it is, Palayam says. With the thendi comes the olni current that pushes the cool, clear waters from the deep sea to shore, bringing with it all kinds of fish.

Today, the currents had aligned it seems. Three of the four modaa valai in the village were cast this morning. Before it is cast, the net has to be assembled … every time. The hauling rope (kayiru or kavuru) is tied to the maattil, a broad-meshed section holding together the head rope running along the top of the net (floating) and the foot or ground rope along the bottom with weights. The wings comprise two sections – the first, pentha paavu, has a webbing with large mesh size to guide the large fish to the trap and let the small ones escape; the second, adantha paavu, has a smaller mesh and is connected to the cod end of the net, a fine-meshed drawstring purse called madi.

Once assembled, the net is loaded onto a boat leaving one end of the kayiru in the hands of haulers. Experienced fishers can spot a shoal from ashore. “We look for the maappu, which may look like a shadow or a moving patch or red along the sea surface. It is said that the southerlies redden the eyes of the anchovy lending a reddish tint to the sea surface as the shoal moves.” The boat heads east setting the net through the shoals, passing the shoals, turning around to encircle it and returning to the beach some half a kilometre from where they launched to hand the hauling rope attached to the other end of the net to the fishers waiting on the beach.

Of the three nets cast today, two raked it in. One net hauled in Rs 90,000 worth of fish, mostly large-sized nethili (anchovies), naama paarai (trevally) and kanankeluthi (mackerel). These fish graze together and are found in each other’s shoals. The fisher name for such mixed fish shoals is paruvu. Today, 60 families will rejoice. One-third of the catch to the owner of the net, and two-thirds distributed among the 30 fishers who hauled the net. The second net brought in Rs. 45,000 worth of fish.

The third net didn’t bring in much. By the time it was cast, the sun was already high and the thendi current had picked up speed. “The fish dive down if the current is this strong. If the breeze and current are this brisk, the lightweight plastic fibre modaa valai drifts far too rapidly to be effective. The coconut-fibre peria valai is heavier and unaffected by strong currents or winds,” Palayam explained. “But that’s gone now. Everything’s been replaced by plastic,” Palayam remarked nostalgically.

Reading Trash, Telling Seasons

Teachings, Learnings and Conversations: S. Palayam to Nityanand Jayaraman

These last few mornings, we have been noticing a lot of trash on the beach. This was not the usual beach litter that the river flood brings in and that the northerly distributed equally along the tide line. This trash was in patches. The intertidal sea too was a patchwork of clear water interspersed with littered water and sections that were thick with cycle tyres, twisted fabric, and plastic litter large and small – from bottles, used injection syringes to small packaging and empty, sea-worn convenience sachets of pickles, coconut oil and spice powders. I stepped into the water to get a closer look at the suspended trash; a torn lungi and several polybags affectionately wrapped themselves around my ankle. I had to drag them ashore to untwist and discard them, and then peel off an empty one rupee sachet of Clinic Plus that wanted to go home with me.

Photo: Nityanand Jayaraman

Such flotsam sometimes stretch out as long as rivers in the mid to deep sea. The fishers call these neethul. In earlier days, the neethul contained vegetation from distant lands – bamboo, even entire trees uprooted by storm or tide, coconuts whole and empty and other sundry seed pods – and containers discarded from ships. These days, you find less of these and more plastic litter. The nearshore neethul that we were seeing on our beach is not from distant lands. This was mostly Made in Madras garbage. Clearly visible amidst the garbage strewn on the beach, the fish curry spice sachets of Aachi Kulambu Masala were a dead giveaway. Intertidal neethul patches like what we were seeing suggest a gentle, even playful battle between two opposing shore currents, the southerly thendi and the northerly vanni. At this time of the year – at the cusp of a new season – this also signals that a change is in the offing with the northern forces tiring, and the southern breeze and current asserting themselves.

A day later, we could sense that the thendi had strengthened. “Look how that trash clump was being carried north,” Palayam remarked. Sure enough, the clump of fabric, twisted at one end and ballooning on another side, was moving in a curious zig-zag pattern. A low wave would surge, gently pushing the trash clump to the beach, the next wave would sweep in from the south and drag it north and down; another wave would push it beachwards, and the next would drag it down and north and so on.

Photo: Nityanand Jayaraman

People joke that Chennai has three seasons – hot, hotter and hottest. But these are uncharitable outsiders that don’t really know the city. Yes there is the heat. But we also have a brief but delightful “cool” season spanning the months of Margazhi (Dec-Jan), Thai (Jan-Feb) and Maasi (Feb-Mar). We call this “winter” and we’re quite serious about it. Chennai’s winter follows the wet months of the northeast monsoon. Night and early morning temperatures can plunge to the low 20s (degrees celsius) during these months. If you are in Chennai during this time, you can’t miss the winter feel. Morning beach-walkers can be seen wearing chinese monkey caps and woollen mufflers.

Where conventional meteorologists are preoccupied with the onset and retreat of monsoons, fishers agonise over the winds and the currents in the nearshore and midsea waters. Since September 2018, Palayam has been noting down daily observations of wind, currents and conditions at sea, and I have been entering that data into an excel database.

Fishers in north Tamil Nadu break the year into three seasons based on winds and currents. Vaadai naal or vaadai season contains the stormy northeast monsoon months of Karthigai (Oct-Nov), Purattasi (Nov-Dec) and the balmy, calm-weather  months of Margazhi (Dec-Jan), Thai (Jan-Feb), Maasi (Feb-March) and sometimes the early days of Panguni (Mar-Apr). Kachaan naal or kachaan season comes with southerly breezes and currents (Maasi, Panguni and sometimes the early days of Chithirai in mid-April).

The kodai season refers to Chennai’s infamously prolonged hot period dominated by land breezes from the west and shore currents from the south. The Kodai itself is divided into the sweltering months of Chithirai (April-May) and Vaikaasi (May-June) characterised by steamy westerlies punctuated by an occasional, though deadly kodai puyal (summer storm), and the season of the muttai kodai kaathu (a cooler westerly) which sets in after the onset of monsoon in Kerala.

Photo: Nityanand Jayaraman

The Regional Meteorological Centre announced the withdrawal of the Northeast monsoon on 22 January from Chennai and coastal areas. In fisher calendar, the seasons don’t change overnight but over a short period. It’s not as if vaadai naal begins on October 1 or the kodai on April 15. Winds and currents not only have to shift, but shift and hold.

I felt the winds and currents turned decidedly southerly on March 17 and have held since. I asked Palayam if I can note on the excel sheet that the vaadai has receded and the kachaan has set. “The thendi is flowing briskly today. A net that was set in Odai Kuppam (a fishing village 1 km south of Urur Kuppam) drifted past the river more than 2 km to the north. This morning, the peria valai (shore seine) that was cast at sea near Thalapakatti went all the way north to the estuary. It certainly looks like kachaan is here. But give it a few more days. What’s the hurry? One never knows with the sea.”

I looked up the database to see when vaadai naal ended and kachan began in 2019 and 2020. In both years, southerly currents and winds were recorded consistently over several days beginning the last days of February. We don’t have data for 2021 as the observations were suspended during COVID. This year, if the existing winds and currents hold – Palayam says it is likely – we can conclude that the vaadai receded sometime in the third week of March. The onset of the kachan is delayed by at least 20 days compared to 2019 and 2020.

That probably explains the unusually cool mornings that continue to bless us well into March. I hope and wonder aloud that this probably signals a mild summer. Palayam laughs and says “Paakkalam”. We’ll see.