When I ambled about the country road, I found a cow by the wayside. It was thin and I could see its rib bones emerging. It might be hungry. It was feeding on grass with its whole heart. And it didn't care about me standing right in front.
Although it was a holy animal in Hinduism, it seemed not to be esteemed highly here. A woman carrying a basket on her head was walking on the other side of the road. It was an unremarkable afternoon.
|Jan 2012 IN THE CITY INDIA|
|BASKET BERHAMPORE COW SAREE SKINNY|
January 8, 2012
OLYMPUS PEN E-P2
M.ZUIKO DIGITAL ED 14-42MM