Each brick Meena pulls from the wreckage is a piece of her past. For 25 years, these bricks formed the walls of her home in Delhi’s Bhoomiheen camp. Today, she picks them from the dust, loading them onto a truck to sell in the market. The few rupees she will earn are not to rebuild, but to survive. They will be used to feed her two children. It is a heartbreaking transaction: turning the memory of shelter into a meal.