When one is born as an untouchable or into a marginalised community in India, their life itself becomes a protest. For me, protest is a claim to be recognised as a human being or as equal to others. Even though the struggle is not planned, by the time we reclaim our dignity, it’s branded as a protest. Though the Constitution says all citizens are equal, our society identifies me as a scavenger, untouchable, or by my caste, religion or gender. Though we use words such as ‘emancipation’, our primary struggle for rights continues.