“There was a cage around me, no matter wherever I went, whatever I did, whoever I was with, it wouldn’t budge. There was a cage around everybody. And all our lives we would spend risking most of everything, just to find the outlet.”
The Wars have died down. The conflicts have receded.The bare survivors are broken people on a war-tattered piece of land roughly etched with new boundaries, Sarhads. Within the Sarhads, the Vigilante hostility continues to throttle the survivors and sufferers. They are the police, but they are also the terrorists.And Mukti has seen and been through all.
Before the next civil conflict breaks, she is one risky decision away from ultimate liberation or final ruination.