Rebirth of India: Superior

Text Chapter 33 Brushing Teeth

In rural India, although the hierarchy formed by the racial system is strict, there is an exception that transcends this gap, including many Muslims and Hindu men who even enjoy this exception. It is said that for just a few rupees or a few handfuls of rice, they can openly ask for sex with "Dalit" women. This usually happens at sunset when villagers go to the fields in groups to wash. In a survey, as many as 40% of non-"Dalit" men support this ancient tradition.

Shakru had only heard of this tradition before, but had never seen it. However, the scene in front of him shocked him greatly. What is the difference between this and rape? They even dared to publicly clamor to burn down people's houses if they disagreed. However, even if the two guys really burned the house, it is estimated that in the end they would only pay a symbolic amount of money to settle the matter.

Seeing that they really took out the lighter, Shakru stepped forward and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Hearing someone meddling in other people's business, the two young men were about to curse, but when they turned around and saw Shakru, who was dressed gorgeously and had fair skin, they immediately recognized him, because they also worked in Sanyi's tea garden, so they threw down the wine bottle in their hands, knelt down and saluted: "Respected Mr. Pandit, we just come to ask Supra for love, we don't want to do anything else!"

Shakru said angrily: "Courting? She has a husband, what love are you asking for? And is there anyone who asks for love like you? Burning down someone's house as a threat to ask for love? Also, the weather is so dry now, and there are so many trees and bushes nearby. Once you set fire, if you burn Mr. Sanyi's tea garden, do you think he will whip you to death? What are you still doing? Get out of here!" As soon as the voice fell, the two guys fled.

In fact, these two guys are not high castes, but the lowest Shudras. However, compared with the Dalits, who are lowly and in the dirt, they are superior. They can only show their superiority in front of the untouchables. Therefore, the ones who really oppress the untouchables are not the high castes, but the Shudras who are submissive and dare not breathe in front of the high castes. It can be seen that the caste issue has been deeply engraved in everyone's blood.

After the two guys left, the people in the house dared to come out. After some understanding, Shakru learned that the male owner was called Sarah, and his job was to skin dead cows and sheep. Every day, he would pull the animal carcasses on a pedal tricycle, peel off the skin, and then throw the carcasses to the wild dogs around. He roughly processed the peeled skin and sold the skin and bones to a local trader. In this way, he can earn 500 rupees (about 11 US dollars) a month.

Sara's wife Supra was engaged in another "unclean" job - delivering babies for the village women. This may be a little strange. However, conservative Hindus despise women who deliver their children. This is because midwives will touch the placenta. Because Supra is very slim, she is often harassed.

Due to the large caste gap, the two seemed timid in front of Shakru. Seeing them like this, Shakru lost interest in continuing the conversation and walked back. Next to Sanyi's house, he saw Guta, who had been his human mule two days ago, had just climbed up a neem tree outside the yard, broke off a tender branch from the tree, and then slid down the tree again. Then he paced back and forth at the door while peeling off the bark. After peeling it, he began to knock the branch with his front teeth to soften the tip into a fiber brush, and then brushed it back and forth between the back teeth and gums. Only then did he realize that Guta was brushing his teeth. After brushing his teeth, he split the branch in the middle and began to scrape his tongue with the green part inside. Finally, he threw the branch into the weeds nearby.

At first, Shakru was puzzled by the way that poor Indians used branches to brush their teeth. Later, after asking Mr. Sanyi, he learned that the neem tree contained a mild antiseptic substance, so it became the toothbrush of millions of poor Indians, and even the middle class used toothpaste made from it.

Soon a month passed, and Shakru had unknowingly become accustomed to this kind of life where he opened his mouth to eat and stretched out his hand to wear clothes, went out to ride a human mule, and went home to be served by a little girl to take a bath.

By the way, I have to explain here that there is no running water in the countryside, so there is naturally no water heater. The most traditional large wooden barrel is still used for bathing. Every time Shakru needs to take a bath, he just needs to tell Suran in advance, and he can take a hot bath in about an hour.

The only thing that made Shakru feel a little uncomfortable was that every time the little girl Suran came to serve him in a bath, she only served him in a very thin sari. At first, he drove Suran away, but later he gradually got used to it. Anyway, he was not a gentleman or a lolita control, and he would not be interested in a little girl like Suran who had not developed at all.

But even so, Shakru felt that his current situation was very wrong. If it continued like this, he would really fall into depravity. In addition, the time for recuperation was long enough, so he said goodbye to Mr. Sanyi and planned to return to New Delhi.

Knowing that Shakru was leaving, Sanyi naturally tried his best to keep him, saying that he had not taken good care of him. Shakru also thanked him repeatedly and invited Sanyi and his wife to visit New Delhi when they had time.

After returning to New Delhi, Shakru visited Ashfaqyu with some local specialties and gifts from Mr. Sanyi. Seeing Shakru coming, Ashfaqyu said happily: "Mr. Pandit, how have you been in Sanyi during this period?"

"Very comfortable, the air there is fresh, the scenery is beautiful, and Mr. Sanyi is very enthusiastic and takes very good care of you."

Ashfaqyu asked meaningfully: "Do you feel that only in the countryside can you truly enjoy the life of an aristocrat?"

Shakru smiled bitterly and replied: "Indeed, living there is a real aristocratic life. Even if you are rich in New Delhi, you can't enjoy some things. It's just that it's difficult for people who just go there to adapt to it for a while."

Ashfaqyu also sighed: "That's right. I didn't adapt to it when I went there for the first time, but I got used to it after going there a few times. You may even not want to come back after a long time. Only in the countryside can we truly reflect the glory of our Brahmins, but this is not good for our future development." Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotia.net

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