In the stillness of an English night, a fire flickered to life—small at first, then all-consuming. By the time the flames died down, a man lay unrecognizable, his body burned beyond recognition. One woman stood in the corner, watching this man burn, watching as the past ten years of her life turned to ash, not screaming, not calling for help. As the world would learn of this story, many would come to applaud the fire that was lit that 1989 evening because its flame would give warmth to women across the world. This is the story of that fire, of that man who burned, and of the woman who stood and watched. This is the story of Kiranjit and Deepak Ahluwalia.
