Growing up in a majority South Asian populated area, I never felt anything other than British. What even was being British? I never fully understood this concept, to me, how I was fit perfectly with my view of Britain and being British in all its glory. To me being British was running to the corner shop to buy a large packet of rusk cakes that we used to dip into our tea after schools, it was going to mosque after school 5 times a week and learning to read Arabic. I only knew this version of Britain which was my own life and of those around me. I lived in a predominantly Asian neighborhood and went to a predominately Asian primary school. My evenings and weekend was split between studying Arabic at the local mosque or visiting my extended family mingling with tea and samosas. I never really got the chance in my earlier life to make meaningful connections with someone from another race so how could I compare? My view of white people was shaped by the American children’s TV shows or the interactions I would have with teachers at school . Race was never a big issue for me I never noticed it until someone did something which made the differences so obvious such as not knowing who Shahrukh Khan was. How could you not know, he’s only made like 100 movies!