In the.middle of the painting is a woman in a white sari. Her face is serene. She stands with both feet on top of a man lying on the ground in a fetal position. He is alive, but acquiescent. His eyes are full of remorse.
The woman has five arms. One holds the loose end of her sari away from her face. Another holds a mango. Another holds a gun. The gun is pointed at a shrunken figure of a man trying to defend himself with a sword and shield. He falls backward, cartoonishly.
Circling the woman are various objects rendered gesturally: a car, a flowering plant, pieces of fruit, a prostrate child, a turtle. They are suspended in a concrete-gray realm, held aloft and apart like fruits encased in aspic. Above the woman is a strip of sky. A plane flies through it, as does a bird, as do six red flowers.
The whole scene is rimmed with a painted border of blooms, vines, leaves, and the profiles of three men; the border visually flattens the painting, as though it is an image reproduced on a quilt, or a panel in a comic strip.
