You don’t live in London and not miss home. I’d miss Outjo in Namibia if I lived in London and I have only ever driven through Outjo twice.

Each one of us in the South African diaspora has a tie still connecting us to South Africa. It is invisible. It is an emotional attachement that we are unable to cut or cast away. It is impossible to do so. Regardless of where it is we now live, we will never be anything else other than South Africans.

What keeps us being South Africans is our bond to the region, like a child to its mother we are and will remain tied to its peoples, it’s red earth, the high and lowvelds, the savannah, the politics, the life, the crime, the good and the bad, the animals, the wildness of it all, the music, the rythym, the vastness of its space, the big sky, the myriad nations, the uniqueness of iits inhabitants, their customs and histories, the tragedies, the wars and sufferings, the lore, the bounty, the glittering future and the vitality of the raw energy that bursts forth from all South Africans. South Africa pierces my heart each day and leaves me in wonder at what will be when I go home.

I am in love with the South African song. It is called life.

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Thanks for your comments… How long have you been in London for?