Last week I met up with an inspiring young woman, young and British, who has taken on the fashion industry in New York, and is doing an incredible job at it! She’s the same age as me, Indian like me, also British like me, with parents who moved to England for a better life like mine. This was the first time I had met this woman, but I felt super connected to her, and this is something that isn’t the norm for me.


The only Asian friend I really have is beauty Kavita Cola (now Mehta) who I met last year, and that’s because while growing up, yes there were plenty of amazing cultures mixed in together at my school, but I never identified with any girls of the same religion. I was too ‘white’ for them, having had parents who encouraged us to get involved with all British types of holidays and events, which I love, but other Indians didn’t really do that. I was in the group of girls in mini-skirts, stealing alcohol from dad’s cupboard, the one’s asking strangers to please buy us some cigarettes for a wild Friday night in the park.


So who do I identify with? To be honest, I’m not sure, sometimes I think I’m the same as everyone else, we’re all just souls and the body, skin, that is irrelevant. But then there’s times when I feel the difference. I sense it. I see it. I think if people aren’t the minority, it’s hard for them to understand. They might not even notice the partition. There are different types of British Indians. The girls who have kept their parents and grandparents views and beliefs, who practice their religions. And then there are the girls who are like me, super westernised, British with a capital B.¬†British Indian girls, who have been bought up British, who appreciate and value their heritage but don’t practice any religion are a little outcasted. Well, that’s how I feel anyways. We’re Indian, it’s obvious. But too ‘white’ in Indian communities to fit in there either.


So how do we stop the sensing, seeing, feeling? How do we stop this being a thing? As I’ve got older it’s become more apparent to me that it’s there, and it’s something that now I’ve zoned into it, it won’t go away.



What do you think?