Ramana took his cycle and cycled to the fish market. He lived in a slum nearby a beach.As he neared the fish market the smell of the fish gave him excitement.It is the second Sunday of the month, one of the two days he would buy Vanjaram fish for one kilo for his family of 6 members: him, his wife, his two children one of 10 years age and the other 15 years, his father and his mother. The other day was the fourth Sunday of every month. They would eat both lunch and dinner with Vanjaram fish curry and Vanjaram fish fry.Spending 800 rupees twice a month was quite a fortune considering his average salary of round about 16000 rupees.He rode an autorickshaw for a living.He and his entire family devoured the fish and it became a ritual and a must of their lives. He reached the market, put his cycle on stand and moved towards a woman selling Vanjaram fish.He inquired the price. “1000 rupees per kg” the fish seller woman shouted. “1000 rupees? I buy for 800 rupees everytime”