His father, Kaku, was a broken man trying to stand straight. He was tired of being called a sukhya-nalyacha pora (drainage boy). One day, Kaku caught a wild boar in a trap and, against all tradition, decided to sell it to a high-caste contractor. He wanted money. He wanted to build a concrete house, to buy his son a pair of clean trousers without pigshit stains. “No more pigs,” Kaku swore. “We will become human.”
The sun over the sugarcane village of Phaltan was a tyrant, but it could not burn away the smell of pig. That smell belonged to Jabya, a seventeen-year-old boy from the Kaikadi tribe, and it clung to his clothes, his skin, his future. In the village’s caste geography, Jabya lived on the "fandry"—the pigsty—at the very edge of the settlement. His family’s job was to hunt wild boars and raise pigs. His life’s currency was dirt. Fandry Marathi Movie
But Jabya had a secret.
The world, however, had other lessons to teach. His father, Kaku, was a broken man trying to stand straight