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    In Retrospect (A Brief History of Change, Delusion, Community, Assertion)
    • Aug 31, 2021
    • 1 min

    In Retrospect (A Brief History of Change, Delusion, Community, Assertion)

    This poem has been written by Anonymous. The illustration is by Kajal Jamdare (Batch of 2025). #Poetry #community #dalit #SPACX #scholarship #seat #caste #reservation #poem #money #category #spac #merit #DBA
    • Apr 19, 2021
    • 8 min

    Caste – A̶ ̶C̶l̶a̶s̶s̶ ̶D̶i̶s̶c̶u̶s̶s̶i̶o̶n̶?̶ A Dreary Reality

    This article has been written by A. Jahnavi (Batch of 2024). The illustration is by Akshit Singla (Batch of 2024) “It is for the majority to realise its duty not to discriminate against minorities. Whether the minorities will continue or vanish must depend upon the habit of majority. The moment the majority loses the habit of discriminating against the minority, the minorities can have no ground to exist. They will vanish, but that depends entirely upon the attitude of the ma
    • May 20, 2020
    • 4 min

    Passing the Mic: From Appropriation to Allyship

    This article has been written by Anonymous. This image is from Pass the Mic Youth (@passthemicyouth), a youth-led and youth-centered podcast and blog (info via Medium). The most defining event in my student life, before I entered college, was the institutional murder of Rohith Vemula. I was compelled to think about my caste/class privilege and read Ambedkar – which left me aghast by the level of apathy and downright hostility I saw everywhere, in my family and friend circles.
    • May 9, 2020
    • 6 min

    Learning at Law School – Of High Tables and Floors

    This article has been written by Abhishek Asha Kumar (Batch of 2020). When I was a child, my neighbour used to feed my brother and me whenever my parents went to the village. She would invite me home for food. I would sit on the floor; her entire family would sit at the table. Bahujan scholar and poet Omprakash Valmiki described in his biography, his father’s insistence on him pursuing a higher education, despite knowing fully well of the discrimination that his son would ine
    Graduating as an Upper-Class Bahujan Woman
    • Apr 18, 2020
    • 9 min

    Graduating as an Upper-Class Bahujan Woman

    This article has been published in celebration of Dalit History Month. Quirk acknowledges that we have a dearth of pieces by authors from the Bahujan community, and about the Bahujan experience at Law School. We hope for this piece to be a start of a change in this regard. The author expresses that the importance of this piece is to highlight that experiences of Bahujan women are different from those of Bahujan men, to call out the misogyny of Bahujan men and, to underline th
    Graduating as an Upper-Class Bahujan Woman
    • Apr 18, 2020
    • 9 min

    Graduating as an Upper-Class Bahujan Woman

    This article has been published in celebration of Dalit History Month. Quirk acknowledges that we have a dearth of pieces by authors from the Bahujan community, and about the Bahujan experience at Law School. We hope for this piece to be a start of a change in this regard. The author expresses that the importance of this piece is to highlight that experiences of Bahujan women are different from those of Bahujan men, to call out the misogyny of Bahujan men and, to underline th
    Confessions of a “One of Us”
    • Apr 19, 2016
    • 6 min

    Confessions of a “One of Us”

    Anonymous In the first trimester of Law School, I was crying on a friend’s shoulder in an autorickshaw, disappointed at my average performance in the university debate rounds. As somebody who believed myself to be a good debater, it was crushing to be shown my place in the university pool. My friend’s reaction though took me of guard. Concerned about me, and wanting to reassure me, he asked me why I kept feeling the need to prove I was good at extra-curricular activities. Was

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