Suresh Rajak is no more. Hearing, reading and understanding this is still hard to believe. His killing is not just the death of a man, but also the strangling of a brave voice fighting for the truth.

He tried to tear the veil of injustice throughout his life, becoming the voice of the victims. However, his own voice faded into eternity.

He was not one of those journalists who write news from a safe distance. He was one of those, who was not afraid to question. Who used to show a mirror to those involved in corruption. Entering the dark corners of society, he searched for light, wielding his pen on behalf of the victims. However, this pen became unbearable for some. In the end, only death was left to stop him.

Not only Suresh, Savin Maharjan also became a victim of this intolerance. He was not a journalist, not even a social activist. He was just a young man with a dream. However, his dream remained incomplete. An ordinary day, an ordinary way, and a sudden death! Is it now only the powerful who decide who deserves to live and who should die in the society?

But, the surprise is that after such incidents, the society sinks into mourning for a few days, some angry voices are raised, and then there is silence again. How easily we forget, how easily we turn a blind eye in the name of our own safety! Did Suresh wield the pen only for himself? Was it only for himself that Savin dreamed of living?
If we remain silent again, if we wait, tomorrow another Suresh will fall, another Savin will disappear. Let the soldiers of truth not die in vain, may the innocent now feel safe. This will be a true tribute to Suresh and Savin.

- Santosh Simkhada , Tokyo, Japan