For Christophe
You came, Christophe
When hope was lost.
Though hope is never lost
When doctors
Peering into crevices
And nodding knowingly
Over the scent of semen,
Said you would not be born. (more…)
You came, Christophe
When hope was lost.
Though hope is never lost
When doctors
Peering into crevices
And nodding knowingly
Over the scent of semen,
Said you would not be born. (more…)
I am responding to an embarrassing question asked by the Chief Justice of India while disposing of our case for equal rights for Dalit Christians. He asked whether Christians also practice caste system. He gave the Centre eight weeks to respond to the Court. (more…)