The Fate Derived by The Caste System (Part Three)

Sangita Karki By Sangita Karki, 9th Sep 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Its a short fiction story which is composed in 4 parts. Actually I would like to define it as non-fiction though I have added something myself to the story for making it interesting. The main story (suffering of the main character) is real in my story. It is the academic work produced in the summer of 2010 for my summer project. The character in this story is real and I composed the story after taking interview with him.

Part 3

The rain stops. The sound the rain was making striking on the tin’s roof also stops. The darkness of the night has grown up totally and the silence it has brought also increased. No human noise as well as other animals’ noises is audible.

The room is also silent today. No one is daring to speak. My wife who is sitting on the same place is concentrating on her own plate. My two sons who are staying with me in front of their mother are also eating without taking their heads up. I also do not get a gut to talk with them because I was the one who had ruined the happiness of the room. I am missing my wife’s usual sweet smile and my son’s every night’s mischief. Heartily I am feeling guilty for shouting at my wife and my sons.

“Youngest son was asking for the English book.” My wife speaks out but not looking at my eyes. Her eyes are still on her plate.

“Huh?” Her sudden voice frightens me first.

Normalizing myself I speak out, “Oh! Why school didn’t give them a book?”

“No”

“But we were told we don’t have to pay for their any kinds of school stuffs.”

Her one word statement makes me surprise because in government schools,Nepalgovernment is providing free services to the primary students. Education fees with other educational stuffs such as dresses, books, copies, pencils,Tiffinall are free for the students. Then, why the teacher is asking for a book again.

“Ya! They had told. But I don’t know why are they asking for books? He said that his teacher has threatened him to put out of the class in his period if he does not take his English book with him from tomorrow.”

For the first time she looks directly on my eyes. I can see the hatred on her eyes. But for what? I am unable to recognize.

The deep hatred spurt on me also- hatred for those who are doing corruption in the educational institutions and are looting the money provided for providing facilities to the students.

I turn my face left towards my youngest son.

“Did your teacher asked you to bring the book, Hari?”

“mm.” he nods.

“Ok tell your teacher that you will have your book from the day after tomorrow. Okay?”

“Do you have money to buy?” my wife asks me before my son replies.

“No, I think I will borrow some money from Rajesh brother and buy a book for him. What can I do further? Our Shop is also not running properly nowadays. Every kind of persons has entered into tailoring field. Before, this field was only for our caste people, Damai. No other caste people was allowed to do tailoring, but now after the declaration of abandonment of caste discrimination in Nepal every kinds of people (high caste to low caste, all) got involved into this sector and are making money applying new skills and technology on it. And we, traditional tailors left in the middle. Neither we have money to learn modern skills, nor can we leave our jobs, nor can we join other fields because of illiteracy.”

“Why don’t you once go to school and talk with his teacher?” in a commanding voice she presents her opinion.

“They won’t listen to our complains, Kamala. You know right. Poor’s voice does not have any value and strength in this money loving society. Leave it. I will try to manage money for his book.” I express my helplessness.

I wash my hand and mouth on the plate and stand up from there.

“I am going to sleep.” Without looking on anyone’s face I wish them good night because, I am feeling shame, ashamed for not being able to buy a book for my child, ashamed for not being able to give happiness to my family.

I walk to my bed, lie down and cover my face with the black coloured blanket.



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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
10th Sep 2012 (#)

It is not that easy to step out of poverty and rigid bureaucracy - siva

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author avatar Sangita Karki
10th Sep 2012 (#)

ya! Thank you for the comment.

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author avatar Sweata
10th Sep 2012 (#)

Lively writing

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author avatar Keljyang
10th Sep 2012 (#)

:) good work

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author avatar Waruni
10th Sep 2012 (#)

good job Sangita. Keep it up.

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author avatar Binod
10th Sep 2012 (#)

Excellent work

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author avatar Kapil
11th Sep 2012 (#)

Creative work

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author avatar Michel
11th Sep 2012 (#)

Cruel poverty.

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author avatar Pabitra
16th Sep 2012 (#)

Who is responsible for this miserable situation?

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author avatar Shrijana
16th Sep 2012 (#)

:(

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author avatar Sabita
4th Oct 2012 (#)

great post

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author avatar Lovelythoughts
4th Oct 2012 (#)

Society comprises two classes: those who have more food than appetite, and those who have more appetite than food. ~Sébastien-Roch Nicholas de Chamfort, Maximes

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author avatar Sweetgirl
4th Oct 2012 (#)

beautiful creative post

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author avatar Sanu Shrestha
6th Oct 2012 (#)

Beautiful Post Sangita!

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author avatar Maharjan.S
6th Oct 2012 (#)

Touching story and beautifully composed.

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author avatar Ms. Christina
6th Oct 2012 (#)

simple and touchingly told.

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