Statelessness is a modern curse but it looks too small compared to prejudice.
The people who are hated for the otherness go through a lot of hardship and this one is an account of the same.
It is difficult to think of it as a story but more of a journal of a refugee. There are always perpetrators but the sad part is the people who lost their sympathy and their help comes with a price.
It was difficult to digest the stand of the peace politicians but we never know the full truth about a person or situation.
The other surprise was how this all stayed hidden and it took a mass exodus of half a million people to bring the word out that there is something wrong.
Unfortunately, this is not the last such instance. We will find a way to hate each other for one reason or the other. If not, someone will feed it to us.
Peace
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