Memories
I am remembering my past.
What happened to my family?
When I was a kid,
I am remembering my past.
What happened to my family?
When I was a schoolboy,
I am remembering my past.
What happened to my family?
When I was a college boy,
I am remembering my past.
What happened to my family in my
village?
I am remembering my past.
Why did my family leave my village at
midnight?
Every memory is a memory of
humiliation.
Our lives are lives of historical
humiliation.
Why did it happen to my family?
How many times have I asked myself
this question?
I am asking and asking myself.
Why did it happen to my family only?
I already knew the answer.
Caste is the reason.
Untouchability is the reason.
Why do they humiliate untouchables?
Why do they persecute untouchables?
From the cradle to the grave, there
are numerous questions.
My father used to ask himself
Why us only?
What was our mistake?
Born as an untouchable is a mistake
He died without knowing what formal
human equality meant.
He died like every untouchable in
India without knowing formal human equality
It does not matter whether you are the
president of India or not.
Or
IAS, IPS, Judge, Scholar, Theorist,
Minister, businessman, multi-millionaire, and Member of Parliament
From your cradle to death, you are untouchable
forever.
Our shadow is also impure.
Even our shadow brings humiliation.
Lifelong humiliation
Lifelong persecution
Lifelong suffering
Like Yazidis
Like transgender people,
Like sexual minorities,
But in our society,
Sexual minorities are far better off.
Because they are Hindus
Even sexual minorities practice caste
and untouchability.
Even transgender women practice caste
and untouchability.
I remembered my past with a Hindu
transgender woman.
She belongs to the Hindu caste.
She used to call me "hey
untouchable boy," so come here.
She understands what humiliation means
to her Hindus.
But she can’t humiliate them.
She can’t beat them.
She has a choice.
The option of humiliating untouchables
Her Hindus used to pelt stones.
They used to humiliate her.
She used to humiliate my untouchables
for their stones.
For their humiliating words,
I am remembering my past.
I
am storing my memories for future generations.
We are historical human beings.
So history should not be forgotten.
So I am storing my historical memories
for my future generation.
I
walked with every humiliation on my back.
I walked through every persecution.
I walked with every bias I could
muster.
I walked through every taboo.
I've been walking and walking until
now.
I could not find redemption.
"Untouchable lives are
redemption-free lives without remorse from them.
I
am remembering my past...
What
is there in my past memories except persecution, humiliation, caste,
untouchability, racism, and poverty?
Dr. Suryaraju Mattimalla, Author of "Why I Am Not
Indian: The Untouchable Rejecting India's Citizenship" ,(https://www.amazon.de/-/en/Suryaraju-Mattimalla-ebook/dp/B09MDXFTY2/ref=sr_1_2?qid=1637756966&qsid=261-0591308-5553230&refinements=p_27%3ASuryaraju+Mattimalla&s=digital-text&sr=1-2&sres=B09MDZM1Q2%2CB09MDXFTY2&text=Suryaraju+Mattimalla)
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