Yesterday, an old Facebook photo popped back onto my feed. It was taken during the 2010 Football World Cup, the year Philip visited SA and black, white, brown and polka-dotted, we stood together, united.
Philip left and our gees left with him.
2016 has started with some home truths. For the first time, people are speaking out in a public platform about issues of discrimination, privilege and racism. It’s been a heated two weeks and it’s gotten impossible to fence-sit. I have, however, as a South African of Indian descent, stumbled upon an oft-ignored problem. Where does a brown person stand? On which side of this fence are we allowed? And why, aren’t we more vocal?