Palash and Safi call each other 'dostojee', a term of endearment rooted in the Rajshahi dialect. Their modest homes face each other and share a common courtyard. There is, however, a low fence between the two dwellings. It matters not a whit to the boys. The fences that separate the two communities are much higher and more daunting. Worse, they are invisible. Can the two boys skirt around them and surmount the discord sown in their village by conflagrations erupting a thousand-plus miles away?