Year 2017, a neighbour in Ferozepur kept a maid.
Things were fine initially. A few months later, he started noticing things missing from his house one after another. So he installed a CCTV without telling the maid. She was caught stealing an All Out refill. He told her to take her month’s salary and leave.
He then reported the matter to the housing society so the woman could be blacklisted. That’s when the issue blew up. The woman complained to the police that she faced casteist slurs and physical violence. That’s when he discovered she was a Dalit, his family had no idea before. He showed the CCTV footage to police, tried to stand his ground, but ultimately had to compromise. The Atrocities Act was too much of a hassle for his mental peace. He paid ₹50,000 to settle and avoid an FIR.
This is caste weaponization, it’s mainstream now. Even when disputes with a Dalit person have nothing to do with caste, some people highlight only that angle to make things look worse than they are.
Take the CJI case. The shoe incident happened because the CJI made derogatory remarks, not because he is a Dalit. It would’ve happened even if he were upper caste. Yet the entire point being made is about his caste.
Or the Raebareli case: a man was lynched because villagers mistook him for a thief, not because he was a Dalit. Even some of the accused are Dalits themselves, yet the headlines read “Dalit man lynched”, as if upper-caste people killed him for his caste.
This constant weaponization only deepens old divide. With every false caste angle spun for outrage, the social fault lines grow wider, and the idea of true unity drifts even farther away.
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A few years ago I booked flight tickets for my mom and dad to travel from Nagpur to pune to celebrate my birthday.
My father fell seriously ill and was admitted to the hospital.
Every single day, I counted the days until my birthday sitting besides his ICU bed..
And assured him he would recover soon and fly on an airplane for the very first time after being discharged.
But life had other plans…
After 35 long days in the hospital we lost him and later I returned to pune.
Do things for your family when they are around.♥️
Don’t wait…sometimes that wait never ends and might as well haunt you.