Whose Urdu is it Anyway?

 Is Urdu the language of Muslims? Or, to be more precise, the language of Indian Muslims?

In modern-day India, is Urdu a language of Upper India? What of the Deccan plateau, then, which was once the cradle of Urdu? Can the India south of the Vindhyas lay claim to Urdu? What of the sweet cadences of the Urdu of the Malwa region or the princely states of Bhopal and Hyderabad or even the rural hinterland of present-day Telangana, which has suffused Urdu with a lilting charm over a period of slow distillation spanning several centuries?

So, whose Urdu is it anyway? As long as Urdu is yoked to a religion—Islam—and a certain community—the Muslims—it will never be understood in its entirety.

This collection of sixteen short stories, entirely by non-Muslim Urdu writers, is an attempt to bust stereotypes and address a persistent misconception: that Urdu is the language of India’s Muslims and that it addresses subjects that are, or should be, of concern to Muslims, and Muslims alone. It locates Urdu in its rightful place—in the heart of Hindustan.