Mohamed Saibal works with his colleague and friend by the busy roadside, both shy men are from one of the most oppressed community in the region. His strong hands twist, turning the oily dough, then flattening it on the uneven aluminium surface of his 2-wheel cart. Saibal is a Rohingya, working in the heart of Thailand, patiently selling simple sweetened “roti” for only 10 baht.
Saibal dreams of employment in Malaysia, he hopes to find peace there; and he does what he can in Bangkok to save up for the journey. As for Myanmar, there’s nothing left for him except painful memories. He’s determined, eager to survive; from a hellish life fearing blood-thirsty Buddhist mobs to the metropolis of Thailand.
Saibal, 28-years-old, desires to earn enough money to bring his three siblings out from his oppressive country, then anywhere, hopefully to Malaysia, as long as its away from fundamental extremism and the despair.