As an immigrant woman who wears bindi on her forehead alongside a sharp western attire, I am invariably asked - where am I from?

And I always see myself cringing....Do I really have to identify myself with any one country or geography?

Does being Indian Born and an Indian Passport categorizes me an Indian

What am I to do with the American spirit of work/life and equality that I carry in my heart or wisdom pearls of Bhagwad Gita imprinted on my brain or my Yoga addicted body

Where do I belong? I often ask myself. Do some or any of you here have similar agony?