Who would I be, what kind of life and family would I have?

With aunts, uncles and another three generations of family, there is no shortage of connections to my identity and heritage.

It always make me think who I would be if my dad hadn't come to the UK in the early sixties. 

I have the opportunity to see how life could of been like.  I know one thing.  It would have been a very, very different world.

I lived in Pakistan for over two years aged 14-16. It was a traumatic, confusing and enlightening experience that changed my perception of life and the people around me.

But without doubt, it embedded a sense of identity that I could not of connected with in any other way.