As the sun rises and sets, casting its warm glow over the village, a realization dawns upon the villagers—they come to grips with the undeniable truth that the bountiful fish, once a seemingly endless gift from the river, are not destined to be a perpetual feast. A shadow of concern looms, and the villagers, faces etched with worry, ponder the grim prospect of a future without this aquatic lifeline, a future devoid of sustenance and income. Whispers of contemplating a mass exodus from the village in search of greener pastures ripple through the anxious community.