For #DalitHistoryMonth, I’m curating an archive of short essays on nothing and everything. It’ll be done like an A to Z challenge. I’m petrified that I won’t be able to do it everyday but I want to try.
We’ll begin with Z.
Z is for Zingat. Zingat is more feeling than meaning. You can perhaps understand it better in the way the Dalit women here danced at a conference in 2017. I stood uselessly in front of them, clinging to my phone, (hiding, really) weeping. The parai didn’t stop playing and the women didn’t stop dancing. I’ve never seen something this powerful on stage before. They were/are beautiful, wild, free, thunderous – my Dalit women.
More on the conference here.