We used to
worship Dalits of Maharashtra. The pious land of Maharashtra, where Shahu
Maharaj, Jotiba Fule were born and where Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar galvanised the
meek to inherit the earth. Any body coming from Maharashtra, used to tell us
stories of the Master. We used to offer them chair and chose to sit on the
ground. We considered them as Babasaheb.
We were quite stupid. They used to
make us realise our limitations. Our forefathers showed black flags to
Babasaheb. They were foolish. We are foolish. And that is the reason why
we have been following Maharashtra. RPI was formed there, we have also formed
RPI in Gujarat. When Dalit panther was launched, we were also started roaring.
RPI was divided in two parts there, we also made two parts here. What ever
parts were made of RPI, we had done the same here. Then, Mass movement branched
out of Dalit panther, we opened its branch here. On arrival of a Kavade Sir, we
also tasted juice of Dalit-Muslim Suraksha mahasangh. Any Borkar came, we became
his ‘naukar’.
We never thought that our Bade Bhai Log from Maharashtra are very
intelligent, but are arrogant, haughty and high brow. They are neither united nor
do they unite us. They at the most may
teach us to speak, Jay Bheem, Jay Bheem. But, we can’t seriously challenge
bastard rulers of this country. We, gullible guys of Gujarat, still, are not
realising this. We, still, respect Dalits of Maharashtra. Jay Bheem. Jay
Maharashtra. Jay Gujarat.
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