TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  At first it felt very unsettling, very painful, as well as disturbing, because I was separated from my family, I was actually ostracised, and when I came across problems I couldn't contact anyone and I didn't have anyone to talk to because all of my relatives were blaming me for my mother's death.  Secondly, they just neglected me and they did not accept me.   And I also couldn't accept the situation but I ended up having to accept it, because that is just how it was happening.  But my sole source of conciliation was that I was with my other siblings, and they were my solace.  I found solace in them.   But when my mother was sick, I asked her as to how she was feeling about the whole issue of my joining politics, she said to me what I was doing was right, because I was fighting for rights.  I think she said that on a Monday and she died on a Wednesday.