I’ve always had a fraught relationship with the question: Where are you from? There’s been more conversation in recent years, that such a question is most often directed at racialized folks, and assumes a lack of belonging, implies that the person in question cannot possibly be ‘from here.’ But even before I could articulate this discomfort, the question confounded me. I am often asked if I am from India, or if my family is, and while the answer isn’t no, it also isn’t cleanly yes. My great-grandparents left British-ruled India for British-ruled East Africa in the early 1900s, where three...