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I be­came a racist for their lack cour­ses in col­leges and uni­ver­si­ties I be­came a racist ex­plain­ing an auto driver from where I be­long I be­came a racist for I had to prove my iden­tity again and again I be­came a racist when I had to pay ex­tra in a coun­try of my own

But I was cool that my mates knew even though it wasn't in his­tory lessons I never had to ex­plained, I never had any doubts And yes I was happy when we started shar­ing our food, mo­ments and di­alects I was happy when I vis­ited my friend's house and met mom, dad at home I was happy when my brother's lit­tle sis­ter called me hello 'big bro' Run­ning be­hind my friends crush and propos­ing for him was mis­sion im­pos­si­ble Yet I am happy and sad for I wasn't able to at­tend their wed­ding day

Back from stud­ies, back from work, things have turned out so bad We don't stare like a creep at some­one's sis­ter like a rapist We don't beat up some­one un­nec­es­sar­ily for our skin tone looks dif­fer­ent We don't kill, we don't rape as we are hu­man with same blood But I be­came a racist as I was placed in the map just for name­sake

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