What is a piece of land if you can't call it home?
What is shame in a moment of desperation? Stripped bare in conflict with the mind going haywire, she struggles to keep her feet on the ground, on a piece of land that she doesn’t own and is now being taken away from her.
This is her home, she thinks. In this small piece of muddy land where she was born and where she gave birth to her sons and daughters.
And this is her country. She has never known any place other than this one. And now it feels as if she is being ripped from its very womb.
If this isn’t home then where is it?