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On the corner of a crowded and noisy floor, a bespectacled man called out bids for a basket of Hilsa fish. He repeated the prices quoted by traders in a loud, rhythmic tone: "1,400-1,420-1,450…"
In front of him, traders, packed like sardines, struggled to find balance as rickshaw vans, loaded with large white boxes of frozen fish, barreled their way through the crowd, unbothered by the prospect of someone's feet being crushed beneath their wheels.
The auctioneer, likely in his fifties, finished his calls in a minute and asked his mates to weigh the Hilsa. The scale showed over 27 kilograms (kgs) in the batch, prompting the bespectacled man to open and mark the red tally book.
