An Aryan turned Dalit mother
Mother, I've seen you while you're waking up at 2 a.m.
To make black tea before going to work
Mother, I saw you crying while I was going to school with an empty stomach.
Mother, I saw you crying while I was attending school with an empty stomach.
Mother, I saw your happy tears while I was eating supper.
Mother, I saw you begging for food for my sister and me.
Mother, I saw you crying while not providing me and my sister with proper dresses to wear.
Mother, I saw you crying while I was wearing my sister’s torn clothes.
Mother, I saw you while you were wearing a torn saree.
Mother, I saw you while you were working 17 hours in your subordinate caste- Reddy Hindu Lord field.
Mother, I saw you while you were working in the harsh summer of May
without foot-wear
Without a sip of water
Without breakfast
Without standing in the field
Mother, I have seen you being humiliated by your fellow Aryans.
to marry my untouchable father.
Mother, I have seen you covering your face while begging to escape from recognizing you.
Mother, I have seen you while you were dying, sociologically and psychologically, to become untouchable.
Mother, I have seen you hiding your "Aryan identity" while begging
Mother, I saw you saving my untouchable father from honour killing by the hands of your Aryans.
Mother,I saw you when you failed to do ceremonies for my sister when she reached 13 years old.
Mother, I saw you cursing your Hinduism and Aryanism in order to socially isolate you, my sister and me, and our father from your family and village.
Mother, I've known you my entire life.
Mother, I've seen your tears fall like water when you failed to pay my school fee of 5 rupees.
I love you so much, mom.
Me and my sister love you so much, mom.
We love you so much, mom.
You are not an ordinary Aryan or Hindu woman, mom
You are a Revolutionary Aryan Mother.mom
Mother, you 've challenged your own Aryans.
Mother, You 've challenged your own landlord parents by marrying my untouchable father.
You suffered life-long like any untouchable mother, too.
You 've challenged Aryan/Hindu society by staying with my untouchable father for more than 50 years, mom.
Mother, you never shy to marry my dark skinned father even though you are so milky color
Mother, you never shy to love me and my sister even though we are dark skinned children
Mother, you've never been racist, but you're a wonderful loving mother.
You've protected me and my sister from caste based and colour based daily humiliation by your fellow Hindus.
You are a great mother, mom.
Mother, I've seen you...
Your son
Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla
