On reservation and social justice

The definition of social justice needs to be rewritten, in the light of the recent events where the term has been used to favor reservations, rather than to oppose it.
We live in a socialist, secular state. But one is again forced to question the meaning as is being interpreted nowadays rights an equal opportunities are what one expects when we are told we're born in a free country, and now we're cheated, we feel robbed.
When the Union Jack covering our motherland was lifted, it revealed a gruesome, sordid mess. A poor divided country. Divided by language, by culture, by geographical boundaries and worst of all by religion. Out of this mess we forged our great nation. We used sticking plaster and glue to join the fragments. But some rifts were too wide to be bridged, so we built raised platforms to bring all to the same level, but the foundations of these platforms are weak, supported by makeshift scaffoldings.
The new reservation policy aims to rip out the sticking plaster, to cut the threads and to kick the scaffolding. The pain is going to be the same as ripping off the bandage from a raw wound.
The backward classes were and are still backward, thanks to the high headed snobs in the upper castes. They are socially and economically backward, but if I were to say that they are mentally backward, a self respecting 'backward' boy would gladly beat me senseless ,and I deserve it too, saying what I just said. Because this means that we consider them to be lesser humans, a step down in the evolution ladder.
Agreeably they have not had the same opportunities as we did, but this does not mean taking away our opportunities, and doling them out for free. At the thresholds of our career and our education, we are equal, armed only with our confidence and intelligence.
The government decision is irksome and sad. It stands to divide a society that has just come together. When we had started growing up, shedding the dogmas of the last century, the government is redrawing the boundaries.

I never considered asking a classmate his caste, but now I just might. The consequences of this decision are grave and long lasting.