India, Aug. 17 -- Loving Fruit You think I am a forbidden fruit, unworthy of your love. But I never think You are a forbidden fruit, Even though India forbids your Nagalim.

For me, Love is unconditional.

For you, Love is conditional, Like that of any Indian.

I stand with the spirit of love. You stand with the spirit of exclusion.

We are both Christians, But you are a beautiful, lovable Naga fruit, While I am forbidden Because of my Dalit skin.

One Day I Will Come to See You One day I will come to see you In Dimapur, where you showed me a minefield of humiliation, Where you stripped me of my clothes, where you made me kneel down, Where you left me naked, where you filmed my naked body.

I want to see whether you have changed Your hat...