New highway construction leaves behind a row of buildings which are half demolished, exposing the inner spaces to the commuters. In the process, the buildings, new or old, built for living or commerce, become uninhabitable in spite of them being the monuments of a lifetime of dreams, hope, or a storehouse of memories. The buildings remain half demolished for a long time until they are down on the ground, echoing the predicament of the occupants themselves!
This series of photographs demonstrates the metaphorical existence of the faceless buildings. They were destroyed by the mechanisms of development. They proclaim themselves as martyrs, having written a self-obituary that elaborates on the existential dilemma of people with uncertain identities.