Manifesto

Silence is complicity.
we sell t-shirts.

The country is being gaslit at full volume. Anchors scream, godmen tweet, the courts schedule, the bulldozers don't. Somewhere in between, the truth is being buried under a thousand crore worth of digital ads. We refuse to whisper back.

This isn't fashion. This is wearable contempt for every system that taught you to clap on cue — the WhatsApp uncle, the godi anchor, the IT cell, the silent friend, the deleted reply, the FIR-for-a-meme, the lynch-mob-with-a-livestream, the prime-time circus that swapped journalism for cosplay.

We don't carry a flag. We carry a mirror. If it cracks when you look at it, that's not our problem.