This is the tragedy of being an Unequal Indian. Of managing to eke out a tenuous survival on the fringes, a member of a multiplying underclass that no one cares for. Maimed and marginalised by the nation's history as also by the processes of her frenetic progress. They are our weakest citizens—too faceless, voiceless and geographically segregated to mobilise themselves into protesting groups. Abandoned variously by the State, community and even their families. Because of caste, gender, disability, illness, age, or for being born into paucity.
They are 21st century India's oustees, left to a hardscrabble near-destitute existence. They include: