Dalit Literature: My Own Experience
One day I was walking to school with my slate and my slate-pencil clutched in my hands. I was in the first grade. A car carrying a bridegroom, all decked out on the way to his wedding, plowed into me and threw me into a hellish sewage ditch by the side of the road. I had no bruises or scrapes, but t...
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Institut Français de Pondichéry
2011
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