Trying to speak Tamil, the language which is predominantly used there was not an easy feat, therefore getting directions and trying to find our way around turned out to be quite an entertaining adventure.
Due to time constrains I could not explore my roots in-depth, but yet gave me a glimpse into my mother’s family and helped me identify with the places she mentions in her stories.
Despite the language barrier, the stories I heard of courage and survival were unbelievable. The fisherman who risk their lives on a daily basis to go out to sea, those who had lost loved ones and their homes during the war, but doing their best to stay positive and rebuild their lives.
Listening to their stories and knowing that life is not easy over there, gave me courage and hope when I need it the most.
Here are a few more of my favorite pictures.