One of my yearly rituals is reading the letter Dalit PhD scholar Rohith Vemula left behind, before his demise in 2016. Sometimes I read it more than once. It always stirs something in me — a restless, aching kind of feeling that I can never quite name. If an afterlife exists, I wish for nothing but peace for Rohith Anna. It has been ten years now, and as I read it again, I continue to believe that this letter is proof that little to nothing has changed in my country or my state.