Who I am?

Or maybe I should have called this, what I am. You should already know who I am, now to learn a little more about what makes me, me. I was born in the UK and lived all my life here, so that makes me British right? Well that I suppose all depends on who you ask and who does the asking. I am a number of things to a number of people, you can ask me who I am, what I am, and depending on who asks the answer will always be different. I’m British, I’m Indian, I’m a Sikh, I’m Punjabi; I’m a Ramgharia I’m a Londoner. I’m all of the above, and then some.

Each aspect has shaped me, made me who I am. I’ve lived and grown up in the UK all my life. I was born in London, I’ve lived here all my life, I work here and this is the city I call home. Thing is, I don’t live in the London that most people see, I live in a ghetto, and not the type people picture. This isn’t the Bronx or South Central, this is ghetto in the true sense of the word. A place where people of the same ethnic group live. I have grown up around Indians, Punjabis mostly, so I’m not your quintessential Londoner, but at the same time I am as far as you can get from the “Southalian” ghetto boy. Am I pretensions? Some might say yes, but I don’t think I am, I am well educated, and I’m proud of it, and at times it comes across as arrogance.