This picture was taken by me at the Manchester Trafford centre on one of the worst day’s of my life. As hard as it sounds, I thoroughly struggle to find a balance between being the daughter of Pakistani immigrants and a child who was born in England.
Growing up in Manchester meant that I saw a vast amount of cultures in a diverse city, and thus I found comfort in the aesthetic of the Trafford centre. It reminded me of the fact that despite the identity and cultural struggle, I was quite simply just another human being who has a fondness for clouds.
“They pass and they float oh so beautifully, with every breath of God they see me waving.”
I may never find a true neutrality in a situation that involves culture, but I do know that for as long as I keep my head up high and have my heart in the right place I’ll always be happy.