Anupam Kumar
What disgusts you?

什么事情让你恶心?

This guy is barely 18, works 10 hours a day and gets paid around 300 Indian Rupees.
I went on a site visit; he didn’t look very happy so I decided to have a little chat with him. Offered him some water and sweets, and asked him to sit and tell me about himself. I’m going to tell you everything he told me in his own words.

这家伙才18岁,每天工作10个小时,工资约为300印度卢比(26块人民币)。
我进行一场实地考察。他看起来不太高兴,所以我决定和他聊一聊。
我给了他一些水和糖果,让他坐下来告诉我他自己的情况。我将用他自己的话告诉你他告诉我的一切。


“I belong to the lowest of all castes in Hindu religion, my ancestors and I have been treated like obxts. We were beaten by upper castes just so they could enjoy seeing us cry and prove their dominance. My mother was asked to take her clothes off in front of my father. My father begged them and was asked to lick their spit off the ground if he wanted my mother to survive.
My father later decided to go against the upper castes and went to look for official help from the police. The police informed the upper castes that my father was seeking to file a report against them.

“我属于印度教所有种姓中最低的一个,我和我的祖先一直被当作物体对待。我们被上层种姓殴打,只是因为他们喜欢看到我们哭泣,并证明他们的统治地位。我母亲被要求在我父亲面前脱下衣服。我父亲恳求他们,他们说如果想让我母亲活下来,就舔掉地上的唾沫。”
我父亲后来决定反抗上层种姓,并向警方寻求官方帮助。警方通知上层种姓,我父亲正试图对他们提起诉讼。

No report was filed and my father was shot dead the same night. No investigation was done; my father’s murder was declared an accident and we did not get his body to do the rituals.
My mother used to work as a cleaner in the railway station and I have been working as a labour since I was 9. When we accepted our fate and decided not to do anything against them, since it was just my mother and I surviving in the family, and were dependent on one and other.
About a year after my father’s death, the three sons of the same upper caste family went to the railway station where my mother worked and beat her to death with hockey sticks and iron rods. They were aged between 17 and 19. I was left all alone. I moved to another state and have been trying to stay alive ever since.”

没有提交任何报告,我父亲在同一天晚上被枪杀。没有进行任何调查,我父亲的谋杀被宣布为意外,我们甚至不能用他的身体来完成丧葬仪式。
我母亲在火车站当清洁工,我从9岁起就一直在做劳工。当我们接受了我们的命运,决定不做任何反对他们的事情时,家里已经只剩下我和母亲两个人活着,我们相互依赖。
在我父亲去世大约一年后,同一个上层种姓家庭的三个儿子来到我母亲工作的火车站,用曲棍球棍和铁棍将她打死。他们的年龄在17至19岁之间。我一个人孤零零的活着。我搬到了另一个州,从那以后一直在努力活下去。”

I kept a lot of things undisclosed due to obvious reasons. I tried putting myself in his shoes and thought to myself about all the times when I thought things could have be any worse.
It’s really sad to see that human beings are still being treated on the basis of the caste they were born in, something they couldn’t choose and can’t change.

由于显而易见的原因,我隐瞒了很多事情。我试着代入他的处境,如果是发生在我身上,事情可能会变得更糟糕。
看到人类仍然被以他们出生的种姓为基础对待,这真的很令人难过,这是他们无法选择也无法改变的。