My Stories of Intolerance: Part IV

Of late I have realised that I always, no matter what, think whatever I like is the thing to be liked and whoever likes something I hate is a big time idiot. This problem of superiority based on my own logic and calculation is quite an annoying thing. Over the years, as I have grown… Continue reading My Stories of Intolerance: Part IV

My Stories of Intolerance: Part III

My schooling has been such that we never bothered, despite being in Bihar, who was which caste or even religion. I come from an area where brahminical dominance and idiocy is still not giving way to equality. I belong to the upper caste and unwittingly chosen surname ‘Bharti’ is often used by the lower castes.… Continue reading My Stories of Intolerance: Part III

My Stories of Intolerance: Part II

The other day, I had an altercation with a man and his wife who live in front of my building on second floor. Apparently, they own the building and I am a renter opposite them on first floor. The drain cleaning guy comes once a month and clears the mud etc from underneath the open… Continue reading My Stories of Intolerance: Part II