Black Coffee in a Coconut Shell : Caste as Lived Experience. /Perumal Murugan

Introduction: The Buried Treasure I Found; A Relentless Voice; Caste in Folk Theatre; Discrimination; Of What Use?; Only Son of the Family; The Ugly Face of Caste; Of the Soil; In Which Ganges Do We Bathe?; Futile Whimpering; Pollution and Untouchability; Ugly Grin; A Kind of Pain; A Wedding Feast with Mutton; Empty Pride; The Deep Pain of Identity; Snatched Freedom and Life; Like Eating Faeces;Born of a Father, Born into a Caste,Upper Caste Goddess; Non-Existent; Dealing with Inability; Testimony; Keeping Friends; Black Coffee in a Coconut Shell; Acceptance or Rejection?; Distancing

Caste, as it is experienced in everyday life, is the pièce de résistance of this book. Thirty-two voices narrate how from childhood to adulthood, caste intruded upon their lives—food, clothes, games, gait, love, marriage and every aspect of one’s existence including death. Like the editor Perumal Murugan says, caste is like god, it is omnipresent.

The contributors write about the myriad ways in which they have experienced caste. It may be in the form of forgoing certain kinds of food, or eating food at secluded corners of a household, or drinking tea out of a crushed plastic cup, or drinking black coffee in a coconut shell or water poured from above into a cupped hand. Such experiences may also take the form of forbidden streets, friends disapproved of and love denied. And when one leaves behind the fear of caste while living one’s life, there is still death to deal with.