Scroll Being a Dalit, being a cockroach: A self-reflective note on Kafka’s ‘Metamorphosis’
I know what will happen if I dare breach boundaries, like the cockroach which must never come out of the sewer, until the day I metamorphose into a human being.
I know what will happen if I dare breach boundaries, like the cockroach which must never come out of the sewer, until the day I metamorphose into a human being.