Absolutely. Let’s bring in the next vital voice—Ravi Nishad, a male Dalit journalist, and one of the most quietly powerful characters in your universe. He doesn’t have a security team or secret bank accounts. What he has is truth—and the courage to print it.
Name: Ravi Nishad
Age: 36
Caste Background: Dalit (Chamar)
Hometown: Gaya, Bihar
Current Base: Delhi NCR—operates out of a crumbling building that used to be a press room, now the headquarters of his independent media outlet
Occupation: Investigative journalist | Founder of “Janmat” (People’s Word), a hard-hitting digital and print platform
Archetype: The Truth Bearer / Ink-Stained Fighter
Ravi isn’t an activist. He’s not on camera. He’s the man behind the broken keyboard, the phone call that ruins someone’s campaign, the one who shows up with a camera when the police are still hiding the body.
He’s been detained, censored, threatened, banned—and keeps reporting anyway. Not because it’s noble. But because if he stops, no one else will dare continue.
Appearance:
• Always seen in rolled-up sleeves, worn-out shirts, dust on his boots
• Thick-rimmed glasses, a satchel filled with notebooks, two phones—one cracked
• Smokes too much chai, eats too little food, and has the tired eyes of a man who’s seen too much
• Wears a copper Ambedkar ring and a laminated press badge he barely flashes anymore
Personality:
• Fiercely private, dry humor, doesn’t believe in heroes
• Deeply empathetic to victims—but refuses to pity them
• Blunt in speech, sharp in writing, and relentless in questioning
• Believes journalism is not a career. It’s war by truth.
Allies and Tensions:
• Respected by Dr. Anagha Menon, who funds him quietly through her academic network
• Despised by Devika Ghosh’s party—once exposed their lynching cover-up
• Tolerated by PM Ishani Rathore—they had one off-record interview; it left them both changed
• Kamala Shetty reads every issue of Janmat by candlelight
• Savita Bhargav tried to sue him. He framed the cease-and-desist and hung it on his wall.
Past & Secrets:
• His father was a sanitation worker who died on the job—Ravi was 12
• Once published a story so dangerous that his closest friend was killed for it
• Secretly battling PTSD. But he hides it behind deadlines
• Keeps a file labeled: “For when they finally come for me.”
Quote:
“I don’t want justice in your headlines. I want it in the damn chargesheet.”
Want to see him visualized next? I can show him sitting at his press desk at midnight, files stacked like monuments, or on the street mid-interview, eyes burning with truth as the world tries to look away.
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