The Dalits in India are shrouded in the thick mist, so thick than we can´t disclosure them from their surrounding. It dissolves them towards the society, turning them into shadows, part of the dusty streets, the air that we breathe without even think of it, turning them something irrationally forgotten and unimportant of the everyday life, in a painful dissolution without any reason. 

 

This is a story about the Dalits in a segregationist society. A country that goes towards a bright future, punjant economy where a part of the population looks for a wealthy life style forgetting their traditions. To create conditions that allows the Dalits to unwrap from the social bondages that trap them and overcome the immutable historical construction that still in modern times conditions their existence is a political fight that is being built slowly.