Jitendra Suna
Beauty Conundrum
The beauty
It lures me,
So does the voice,
Of Lata Mangeshkar,
When I see & hear it,
I desire it
I seek it!
But, then
There is a silent revolt
Against the beauty,
The voice.
It exasperates me
It itches my mind
For its perfection
Its flawed existence
The more I seek it
the more I hate it!
Maybe,
The beauty
The voices,
The perfectness of your body,
Is an agent of the ruling class
Is the denial
Of imperfect existence.
It reminds me of
Why I become closer
To the beast than the beauty!
Sanatan Dharma
It was school time,
I had to take bath in the pond,
A Hindu woman was returning
It was a footpath,
I couldn’t make way
She shouted at me,
‘Dom Gaadesuaa!* How dare you!’
As if she was going to
swallow me inside her vagina!
How dare an untouchable boy cross her path,
Defiling her Sanatan Dharma!
*A derogatory term, a term of abuse which means ‘a man who sleeps inside a deep well’, which is understood in common parlance as ‘a man who sleeps inside a vagina’.
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Jitendra Suna was recently awarded PhD from JNU New Delhi. His thesis, titled, “History of Identities and Exclusion: Ambedkar and the Marginalised”, explores Ambedkar’s ideas on writing of history.
