Word spread around the area one morning that a Spectacled Cobra had been sighted and killed by one of the locals in our neighbourhood. Surprisingly, I was one of the last few to know. My driver came up to me and told me about it, and I immediately set off to see the snake. I prayed they hadn't buried it yet, and, thankfully, they hadn't. There, lying in front of me, was the biggest Spectacled Cobra I had ever seen.
Its a pity I couldn't see or photograph it alive. Its the first one I ever got the chance to photograph, and it was a dead one. Apparently the old man of the house came out of the back door at midnight to see the cobra slithering around the working area. He immediately grabbed a stick and beat it to death. Well, that's what everyone here would do; they care more about the safety of their family than that of the constantly perishing species.
Here's a close up shot of the 'spectacle', which is present on the back of the hood.
What everyone who came to see the snake was, "It's long, it's big". Fair enough, this snake measured a good 6 feet! You don't usually see cobras that long here. This is the first time such a long snake was being spotted, and, well, killed. I got a full-body shot, and left. RIP the only cobra I've ever photographed.