The Social Fiction Trail

Social Fiction: Rewriting the Unspoken

I don’t just listen to conversations; I listen to the silences in between. Here, I give those silences a voice.

They say art imitates life, but I believe art should also fix life, at least on paper. My motivation for these stories comes from the mundane, the daily coffee shop chatter, and the heavy truths people carry but rarely discuss.

I take the issues that society often chooses to ignore – the quiet struggles of being a woman, the invisible cracks in modern connections, and the overlooked “small” injustices of daily life. But I refuse to leave them broken.

You can read them here:

A dramatic noir-style book cover titled โ€œThe Death Cleaner.โ€ In the center, a tall South Asian woman stands confidently in a dark brown saree with yellow cleaning gloves, holding a blood-stained mop in one hand and a metal bucket with cleaning tools in the other. Her hair is tied in a messy bun, and she stares intensely at the viewer. Behind her, a muscular man in a sleeveless shirt stands partially in shadow holding trash bags. The background shows a glowing city skyline at night with high-rise buildings, red splatter effects across the top, and police vehicles faintly visible near a slum-like foreground. The overall color palette is dark, gritty, and cinematic.

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