I had a form to fill out for school. It was the first form I had filled out. But there was one question for which I didn’t know the answer. Dad was around and I went to ask him for the answer.
“Dad, what caste are we?”
“Backward.” he replied. I diligently wrote it down, b-a-c-k-w-a-r-d feeling a lump in my stomach with disappointment as I couldn
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