Review: The Past is Never Dead by Ujjal Dosanjh
About a decade ago, in the UK, I was confronted by fellow Indian students who did not appreciate my online advocacy for Dalit rights. Once, six of them, each from a different state of India and belonging to different castes – one a Brahmin, one a Sindhi, another a Gujarati Bania and so on – invited me to a mutual friend’s home, and then proceeded to bully me. I was shocked by their intense hostility. Thus far, they had been friends with whom I had dined, shopped, socialized, and shared conversations about longing to…