In some lanes, a protest means inconvenience. In others, it means graves. The victims of communal riots-especially Muslims-often carry a double burden: the loss of their loved ones, and the branding of guilt on their own names.
This book is not a political document. It is a moral one.
You will meet tailors, students, mothers, widows, uncles, children-characters born of truth, stitched with fiction, living in a world where justice is slow, or never comes at all.
Why tell these stories?
Because statistics don't cry. Stories do.
Because behind every bulldozed home is a kitchen, a cupboard, a Quran, a child.
Because until justice becomes memory-proof, literature must speak.
Welcome to Riots -
Ashes in the Wind.
May these voices reach where courts, commissions, and cameras couldn't.