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Caste reservations in educational institutes

It's so sad to see the government doing so much harm to its own citizens. I guess even British Raj was better than this. If nothing else, it at least served to unify us.

Look at what's happening today. Caste divides are once again gaining prominence in our society. As if we didn't have enough forces to divide us anyway, the political fraternity seems hell bent upon digging our graves.

The caste-system, an anomaly of ancient India is simply being reintroduces and reinforced by corrupt government polity. It's time for us all to see through the sinister motives behind it all and stand united in defeating the curse of caste discriminations.

It's heartening to see so many citizens (mostly students) joining forces to protest against the administration's ulterior schemes. All is not lost...at least not yet.

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