5th letter

 Dear Naanna,

I am reading dialectics. I am reading what it means and it says ‘human discourse that produces truth' naanna. But our south Asian discourse is a discourse of crime against humanity naanna. Generally, dialectics, whether they are Hegelian dialects or Kantian dialects or John Rawlsian dialects or Slavoj Zizek dialects or Michael Foucaudian dialects or Biblical dialectics, disclose the social realities of their respective societies, naanna. But I wonder if there is any dialect at all in Indian society?

Naanna, you were subjected to the lies of Indian dialectics your entire life, from birth to death.You were persecuted throughout your life like any untouchable naanna. But so-called global human rights bodies never voice for your dehumanization naanna because it is a giant Anakonda they can’t defeat naanna. We are ants, naanna. We are female Mayfliers naanna.

Naanna, I am hoping that you are enjoying dialectics in Heaven, Naanna. I do not know whether there are dialectics in Heaven or I really do not know what Heaven looks like, but we all know what ‘hell on earth’ means, naanna. We only know suffering, pain, humiliation, rejection, reduction, hell in the form of our caste system and untouchability naanna.

Naanna, even psychoanalytic theorists have failed to analyze the depth of our ontological wounds through this heinous caste system and untouchability naanna. It is an ontological wound from our birth to death.

I am done naanna. I can’t even dare touch their Mother India naanna, which created this ontological wound in me like every "walking-corpse" naanna.

Naanna, the obnoxious practices of the caste system and untouchability have killed you at a very young age. 

Sorry, naanna; I wanted to tell you about my caste-based humiliation, degradation, dehumanization, and untouchability from elementary school to university in India, Brazil, Australia, and Ethiopia, but I restrained myself so as not to hurt you.

Now you are not here and you will never come to us except we should come to you naanna. You are unreachable now, like they put us in our ghettoes. Our ghettoes are un-reachable to them.

Naanna, I am a free human being in European society. I have obtained human status here in Europe, naanna.

See you in the future.

Your  son ‘Untouchable Spring"

Dr. Suryaraju Mattimalla B.A.,M.A.,M.Phil.,Ph.D