My head is in India, yet my body remains in Britain. I straddle the world like a colossus. Like a 5ft. 7in. colossus.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I get off the plane in England I always feel about two inches shorter.
India is my motherland.
It's hard to think of myself as an American, and yet I am not from India, a place where I was not born and where I have never lived.
I am just as comfortable in Britain and France as I am in America... but nowhere is perfect.
I cannot live anywhere else except India.
I do more work in Britain than I do anywhere else in the world.
Now I am discovering the world once more. England has widened my horizon.
I'm British - ostensibly British - but I don't know where I really belong, you know?
Look at me and tell me if I don't have Brazil in every curve of my body.
In England I am not English, in India I am not Indian. I am chained to the 1,000 square miles that is Trinidad; but I will evade that fate yet.