reflection.
I spent the entire weekend with my family. my father is muslim and my mother christian. my father comes from a working class background, my mother middle class. my parents are relatively wealthy when compared with their brothers and sisters....there are many other juxtapositions...it's interesting to observe this an an adult...at a time when I feel the most comfortable with who I am.
I currently live in the Bokaap (Cape Town's histroric Malay Quarter) - the place where my great granfather (from india) first settled when he arrived here. This is also where my grandfather was born. I have never felt more at home in this city before. I feel like I belong. Everywhere I look I see a part of my family's history, part of me.
