We Tell Our Stories Ourselves: Young Bahujan Artists on Instagram
The QuintBabasaheb said: the village is the rotten den of casteism. I embrace the footpaths adjoined to highways, Some of us have got jobs In the blood-sucking factories, Some of us are made to sweep and clean The gutters of municipality at the cost of our lives Being here is like suffering with the agonies of hell Or being an orphan lost in the dreadful city. Some people say Mumbai is the door of heaven Others say it is the city of dream; But when we ask for our share after toiling hard We get kicked on our arse. l am standing beneath the shower Rubbing the soap all over my body But the stain of untouchability That stuck inside my skin as if a membrane, Seems impossible to wash out. Mumbai must have offered prosperity to them But to us, it does not allow a living without first burning in the hell of caste
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