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The Elder Brother
The younger brother is one of the wealthier boys in town, the second son of a local babu (and the younger sibling of the elder brother). While the younger brother boasts about going to school and getting a nice hockey stick from Charat Singh, he is also friendly and eager to play hockey with the outcastes, ignoring his mother’s prejudiced rhetoric. When the older boys’ hockey game goes south, devolving into rock throwing, the younger brother is wounded and potentially killed.
The Younger Brother Quotes in Untouchable
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Pages 73–105
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What had [Bakha] done to deserve such treatment? He loved the child. He had been very sorry when Chota refused to let him join the game. Then why should the boy's mother abuse him when he had tried to be kind? […] ‘Of course, I polluted the child. I couldn't help doing so. I knew my touch would pollute. But it was impossible not to pick him up. He was dazed, the poor little thing. And she abused me. I only get abuse and derision wherever I go. Pollution, pollution, I do nothing else but pollute people. They all say that: “Polluted, polluted!” She was perhaps justified though. Her son was injured. She could have said anything. It was my fault and of the other boys too. Why did we start that quarrel? It started on account of the goal I scored. Cursed me! The poor child!’
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The Younger Brother Quotes in Untouchable
The Untouchable quotes below are all either spoken by The Younger Brother or refer to The Younger Brother. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Pages 73–105
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What had [Bakha] done to deserve such treatment? He loved the child. He had been very sorry when Chota refused to let him join the game. Then why should the boy's mother abuse him when he had tried to be kind? […] ‘Of course, I polluted the child. I couldn't help doing so. I knew my touch would pollute. But it was impossible not to pick him up. He was dazed, the poor little thing. And she abused me. I only get abuse and derision wherever I go. Pollution, pollution, I do nothing else but pollute people. They all say that: “Polluted, polluted!” She was perhaps justified though. Her son was injured. She could have said anything. It was my fault and of the other boys too. Why did we start that quarrel? It started on account of the goal I scored. Cursed me! The poor child!’
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