Poverty, discrimination, torture, lies and prejudice. This was the unseen side of Pangenda, the supposed utopia. Only a minority faced adversity after adversity here, the others. In this small group, a resistance was formed and I was a part of it. Everyone said that we wouldn't dare, that we had given up, that we had resigned to our fate of being inferior to them. They couldn't be any more mistaken. Let the war begin.