The city was stunned. Television channels looped images of wreckage. Hospitals overflowed with the injured, many burnt beyond recognition. Families gathered, praying for miracles. Aarav, Radhika's son, stood outside the morgue clutching a crumpled photo of his mother, refusing to believe she was gone. Volunteers came together to offer help. Blood donation lines stretched for blocks. A college student saved a toddler from the flames and carried him barefoot to safety. A nurse treated patients non-stop, ignoring her own injuries. Amid the tears, Ahmedabad proved its soul - united, grieving, but deeply human in its pain.