To me, this photograph implies freedom.
It was taken in Bangalore but it could have been clicked anywhere because this is an everyday thing.
It happens all around us and sometimes, we even get to see this freedom up close, against our wish.
Death is that release, that freedom that helps one let go of whatever you were clutching on to.
The false hopes.
The norms of society.
The people who we don't want bossing over us.
The turbulent state of affairs in a country fighting for their independence.
Death frees all.
This 6-winged creature is free.
A cup of freedom, anyone?
In association with Blogadda: Frames of Freedom