We – the nation

We are the people, who

were born and brought up in a land

other than our own, made to believe that

this is home. To them, home is Tanzania.

I look around me, trying

to find solace in the people, strange

as it may seem, they are all a different nation.

I look at them, make my first move, a feeling

of solitude overpowering me. I am

not from them, not from here.

Friendships are built, relationships flourish,

children grow, parents age, all through the

years, adding days to our lives. My longing for home

continues. Home is where the heart is.

With Indian ancestors, a Tanzanian birthplace

and a house in dubai, life is

a three ring circus. I look forward

to that day when I will find a place,

a place where I shall retire,

a place I will call home.

A few shots from back home

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