Here is what Dalit PhD scholar Rohith Vemula wrote in his suicide note
I loved Science, Stars, Nature, but then I loved people without knowing that people have long since divorced from nature. Our feelings are second handed. Our love is constructed. Our beliefs colored. Our originality valid through artificial art. It has become truly difficult to love without getting hurt, Rohith Vemula wrote.
Among the five Dalit scholars was found hanging in a room situated on the varsity campus on Monday.
Earlier, the five research scholars were suspended from the hostel for remainder of their study interval for allegedly assaulting an ABVP leader.
I would not be around when you read this letter. Do not get angry on me. I understand some of you truly cared for me, loved me and treated me very well. I ‘ve no criticisms on anyone. It was constantly with myself I had problems. I feel an increasing difference between my body and my soul. And I have eventually become a creature. I desired to be a writer. At last, this is the sole letter I’m getting to write.
I adored Science, Stars, Nature, without understanding that folks have long since divorced from nature but I loved people. Our feelings are given. Our love is constructed. Our originality valid through artwork that is man-made. It’s become really challenging to love without getting hurt.
The value of a man was reduced to his immediate identity and nearest chance. To an amount. To a thing. Never was a guy handled as a head. As a glorious thing made up of star dust. In very subject, in studies, in streets, in dying, and in politics and living.
I am writing this kind of letter for the very first time. My first time of a closing letter. Forgive me if I neglect to make sense.
In comprehending world may be I was wrong, all the while. In understanding love, life, pain, death. There clearly was no urgency. But I consistently was racing. Urgent to begin a life. All the while, some folks, for them, life is hex. My birth is my fatal accident. I cannot recuperate from my childhood loneliness. The unappreciated child from my past.
I’m not damage at this moment. I’m not miserable. I’m not only full. Unconcerned about myself. That is pathetic. And that is the reason why I am doing this.
Folks may dub me as a coward. And self-centered, or stupid once I am gone. I am not troubled about what I am called. I don’t believe in after-death stories, ghosts, or spirits. I consider that I can go to the stars, when there is anything I believe. And understand about the other worlds.
Please ensure that my family is paid that. He never requested them back. But please pay that to him from that.
Let my funeral be quiet and smooth. Act like I just appeared and gone. Do not shed tears for me. Understand that I’m not unhappy dead than being alive.
‘From shadows to the stars.’
To ASA [Ambedkar Students Association] you sorry for disappointing all, family. You loved me very much. I wish all the best for the future.
For one last time, Jai Bheem
I forgot to write the formalities. No one is accountable for my this act of killing myself. No one has instigated me, whether by their acts or by their words to this act.
This is my decision and I’m the only one responsible for this. Do not trouble my friends and opponents on this after I am gone.”