In Sundarbans,for half of each day the moon-driven tide stretches toward the land,enveloping its great length with water.And then the tide recedes like one who falls back from the arm of a lover,satisfied.Here,you subscribe to enter a world where the ground sucks you down whole,where the night swallows the stars, and all the impossibles seems very much possible.The only mode of travel, in this delta is by boat.Here,in one such boat,a group of fishermen are returning from the forest .