My mother was from West Bromwich; my grandfather was Pakistani. I had an aunt who started trying to trace the family tree and stopped when she saw what turned up.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was the first member of my family to cross into Pakistan and find his ancestral village.
My grandfather is from Peshawar; he was born there.
I know my father and my mother, but beyond that I cannot go. My ancestry is blurred.
My father is Chinese, Spanish, and Filipino; my mother is half-Irish and half-Japanese; Greek last name; born in Hawaii, raised in Germany.
I'm such an odd mix of things. My grandfather was Indian: I've got more family living in India than I do in the U.K. My old man was East London. I was brought up in Yorkshire. My great-grandfather was Irish.
I come from an enormous and very close family. I have over a dozen aunts and uncles in Pakistan, dozens of cousins. I have many close friends. I have received so much love in Lahore that the city always pulls me.
My ancestors are Rajputs from Jaipur, a lineage of the royal family.
I don't know much about my family history except that my father had straight black hair and his ancestors probably came from India.
I was born and raised in Essex, just outside London, to a financially comfortable, well-educated Pakistani family.
My family is Abenaki Indian on my mother's side. My father's side of the family is Slovak, and we also have some English ancestry.