One day, I
went to a cyber café,
To fill a
form to get admission to a school.
I asked the
café owner,
“What are my
category and caste?
The form has
a column about these.
All the
applicant in the café,
Have their
caste credentials,
Issued by
the racist system.
I don’t know
my caste and category.
My poor
father listens to all this conversation,
“Beta, if
you don’t have any certificate,
From this
racist system, nor we know;
About our
caste and category.
It must be
‘upper caste,’
And ‘general
category.”
Listening to
this,
The café
owner took a long sigh,
And
muttered,
“Admission
not possible,
Go back to
your village,
And plough
your fields.”
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