Untouchable Poems : Lived Experience with Hindu Religion, Ideology, and Society


 https://books.google.de/books/about/Untouchable_Poems.html?id=2VwcEQAAQBAJ&redir_esc=y

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Academic Corruption of the Indian Academic Mafia and Ambedkarite Academic Mafia in India and the Diaspora- Dr. Suryaraju Mattimalla

Academic Corruption of the Indian Academic Mafia and Ambedkarite Academic Mafia in India and the Diaspora- Dr. Suryaraju Mattimalla My writing is highly inspired by eminent Professor Ramachandra Guha's " Death by a Thousand Cuts" (May 20, 2015, The Indian Express ), where he spoke about the academic fraud of the United Progressive Alliance (UPA) and its Ministry of Human Resource Development (MHRD) under the leadership of the corrupted politician Shruti Irani and the current Prime Minister of India, Narendra Modi. It is an amazing write-up by such a beautiful mind about how Indian academia is ruined by the appointment of so-called eminent professors, scholars, scientists, theorists, or renowned academicians as heads of the academic institutions in India who are known for plagiarism throughout their lives and are academically inadequate. Professor Ramachandra Guha geniously saved his most corrupted Hindu Brahmins and their non-Brahmin knowledge producers from their lo...
Read more

Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla: July 4

Image
  Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla Beneath the weight of an unforgiving world, my son Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla was robbed from me and was strangled by hands clothed with the garb of legal authority—a system that treats the vulnerable as experimental rats—by a neo-Nazi gynecologist in Regensburg, who saw not a life but a body to be used. On June 28, Wednesday, 2023, in the asylum camp of Bajuwarenstr., 1A, my African wife, Selamawit Hailu Bezabih, became a vessel for their cruelty at the time of her 37th week and 3rd day of pregnancy, injected with Repevax, a vaccine she never needed, a shot that was never mandatory, a decision disguised as care but woven with malice. They spoke of protection, of winter's looming chill, but instead, they froze my son in death's embrace. And then, by July 2nd or 3rd, this tiny form lay still, silenced by a cold indifference that carried the name of science but reeked of something far more ancient: racism, xenophobia, and the quiet br...
Read more