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Amma was muttering about the Umar Khalid thing while she stirred the morning dal—she doesn’t understand the Delhi stuff, but she remembers 1992, curfew in Vijayawada for three days, and how the vegetable vendors never came back to our lane. I was watching the news on my phone, and the only thought that stuck was: when the system decides someone is a problem, they make sure everyone you know feels the fear, even if you’re just a farmer waiting for a drip irrigation subsidy. In the old days, neighbour fights were about a disputed well, not about some court case 1,500 km away that decides your bus ride to Guntur.
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