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Kuffir The sweat that silently drops From the furrows of my forehead Becomes ears of rice That bow and salaam me with humility But! He, still adjusting his janeu, is edging, Towards the borders of the hill, Away from me… ~ J. Gautam, Telugu writer, in his poem ‘naaku duurangaa..’*. ~ You think they …
Anu Ramdas Continued from here. ‘But you came with a mind as large as the sky to my pocket size house I thought you had ripped out all those caste things You came bridging the chasm that divides us Truly, friend I was really happy With the naïve devotion of Shabari I arranged the food on your plate But the …
Savari (Round Table India thanks Savari for sharing this article) Universally, the imagery of a whip evokes the reality of violence throughout human history. The whip is inseparable from violence against slaves, dalits, women, animals and children. Almost all histories of protest against injustice, be it feminism, anti-slavery, anti-caste or anti-apartheid movements have protested and …