Bulldozers Don’t Just Demolish Homes—They Shatter Hopes

They call it an anti-encroachment drive.

But it’s not just buildings they are flattening—it’s lives. Dreams. Generations.

Across India, homes are being razed in broad daylight. Entire bastis cleared out like dust on a map. No proper notice. No rehabilitation. Just bulldozers backed by police, guarded by silence, and celebrated by hate.

And the targets? Predictable. Patterned. Consistent.

Mostly Muslims. A few Dalits. The poorest of the poor.

But only the Muslims are left without support, without media outrage, without hope.

When Did Being Muslim Become a Crime in India?

These people had papers, tax receipts, voter IDs.

They paid water bills, electricity bills. They voted from these very addresses.

They were poor, yes—but they were legal.

They were ignored, yes—but they existed.

So the question is:

Who collected their taxes for decades?

Who gave them ration cards, Aadhaar, and schemes?

Who gave them false hope—and then snatched everything overnight?

If this was about encroachment, where are the rich colonies on forest land?

Where are the bulldozers in corporate illegal plots?

They won’t go there.

Who will question

While the Ground Shakes, the System Stays Still

The courts pass orders. Governments disobey.

Constitutional rights are bulldozed without consequence.

Media cameras zoom in only to blame the victims.

Opposition parties play dead.

And so-called seculars look away.

Even a few Hindu families who lost homes will eventually be compensated, rehabilitated, helped—for narrative management, for political optics, for “balance.”

But the Muslim family?

They will be called “illegal,”

“sympathisers,”

“stone pelters,”

“terror links,”

“too many kids,”

“threat to civilisation.”

From Kashmir to Assam, Delhi to Gujarat, UP to MP—the playbook is the same.

What Has the Community Leadership Done? Not Enough.

Yes, Waqf Boards and organisations run schools, colleges, coaching academies.

Yes, scholarships are given. Madrasas supported. Orphans fed.

But when homes are demolished--

Where is the emergency legal help?

Where is the press conference?

The street protest?

The delegation to courts and governors?

People don’t just need education.

They need protection. Presence. Pressure.

You can’t preach sabr while people freeze in the open.

You can’t call for peace without demanding justice.

We—the victims—will do sabr. We’ll weep in sujood.

But you—our leaders—must do your job. Or stop calling yourselves t

We Are Tired. But Not Broken.

They call us encroachers.

But our hearts encroach no one’s hate.

They demolish our shelters.

But not our dignity.

They think if they throw us on the street, we’ll disappear.

But we are the children of those who built this country with hands calloused by labour and stained with honesty.

We Will Not Be Erased Silently

You may not see us in your newsfeeds.

You may not hear our stories on primetime.

But we are here. And we are witnessing everything.

And when history speaks—it will remember who cried, who crushed, and who stayed silent.

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