Time changes everything. As I grow I find myself to further appreciate my culture, my background and all that it encapsulates. Most importantly I continue to learn to love who I am.
Growing up in North West London we weren’t always exposed to all things Punjabi outside of our home; a household full of rich culture. In school I was one of a hand full of Sikhs but I never deemed this weird nor did I feel like an outcast- I had an abundance of friends, all from different cultures and backgrounds which is an important part of living. In university though, it was easy to spot the brown kid. But I knew that this was to be expected especially as I was following an unconventional route of study (Graphic Design/Illustration) especially coming from an indian background.
Reflecting back to what it was like in the motherland, it must have been a complete change for my grandparents moving from a small village in Punjab to Kenya then to England to a three bed house on a road where they were the only brown family. But this is the move that shaped my family to who they are now, shaped us grandchildren as individuals embracing the many influences my family and the world has bestowed upon us.
But I’m grateful. Grateful that I have been nurtured to appreciate everything around me whilst still maintaining my heritage.
I love that my cousins and I were brought up together, in a household where music and arts were huge for my family. If it wasn’t tablas or harmoniums being played, drawings being drawn or ghazals being sung by my aunts, uncles and Dad, it was Stevie Wonder, Bob Marley and MJ records being played and mini photoshoots being taken in the back garden. It was a creative household, one which definitely influenced me, my siblings and my cousins; the next generation of Sehras’.
Linking back to my previous post, it was only in second year of university where everything from a creative point of view and individualism started to piece together for me. As a teen I was constantly changing up my style which ranged from a rock/emo look to girly vintage, to gain that clarity in university seemed natural and fluid; I found peace within myself. It was all part of the process and one that everyone goes through and after all this its crazy that it all tied back into my past foundations.
Through this all I’ve gained an important lesson. That we go through ups and downs just to find what truly matters. We go through changes to find our true selves. But most importantly we usually don’t have to go too far to understand who we really are as it’s always so obvious. But its this journey, it’s the breaking away that’s always so crucial in finding truths.
Remember embrace the journey, embrace change, embrace you for its this that will allow you to flourish.
Sometimes you don’t have to look too far for something you already are.
Paradise Girl x