This is what they used to call them and poke a finger if they wanted to point to a place.
Now this is not the case, and the struggle for imaginary equality gives the Dalits its advantages.
The poor neighborhood also loves bananas.
But none of the Vaishyas (merchants) wanted to open a shop.
She remembers hard times.
She remembers the hard days.
And what is happening now is the seeds that are bearing fruit, which have been fought for many times.
She is not a warrior, and never wanted to be one.
But she still loves to secretly look into the eyes of those who wish to buy from her ...

Canvas. Oil. 80x100
June 2023