Meera Devidayal with two works titled At The Edge, to be shown at her upcoming solo exhibition, Water Has Memory. Pic/Bipin Kokate

There's chance that you may turn into an island, with your back against one wall, as you watch Meera Devidayal's Water Has Memory. We are in an inner room at Chemould Prescott Road, the Fort-based art gallery, where the three-channel video-work is projected around us. To our left is a seascape, its glimmering silence cut by the roar of a fishing boat. To our right is an angrier avatar of the sea, crashing and clanging, framed by high-rises, possibly those at Nariman Point. But, there, right in front of us, is a segment that could occupy the heart of this story. It's a hive of windowpanes, fitted with grubby AC units and rusting grills. Here, little trace of the natural world is evident, but the sea has managed to sneak in. On these windows, waves and boats are reflected, and we are able to sense the seascape, but such as we would a mirage. The real sea still eludes us.