'I don't know. It's always been like this, son. Your father knew. But we got to survive,
didn't we? Can't fight the whole village!' she'd say...whenever Kalu asked her how she
and Udho coped with [the] insults.
In the year 1952, Kalu escaped Banjhan Kalan in Punjab's Hoshiarpur for
Bedford in the British Midlands, hoping to find a life of dignity that he had been
denied because of his caste. He was in his late teens and had grown up believing
in Sikhism's tenet of equality preached by Guru Nanak and Ravidas, a principle
the villagers never sincerely practised.They had maimed his father, accusing him
of stealing a zamindar's ox; they had thrown father and son out of a Quit India
rally; they had mercilessly thrashed young Kalu himself for daring to enter a
temple. He had never been allowed to forget-even by his schoolmates-that
he was a Chamar, destined to skin dead cattle like his ancestors.
England promised a new life of respect and opportunity. But Kalu's fellow
expatriates had brought caste along when they came to that country, and he
would be forced to adhere to its degrading rules just as he was in Banjhan.
Determined not to bend-as he had refused to do back home-Kalu fights back,
but his resoluteness in the struggle will put him and his family at serious risk.
The Past Is Never Dead is not only the story of a rural Punjabi family's search for
a better life, it is also a powerful depiction of the stranglehold of caste over
Sikh immigrants in Britain. But even as it exposes the horror and obstinacy of
caste, the novel pays tribute to the courage and tenacity of the human spirit
and its capacity for hope.
