I'm a 44-year-old, 4th-generation South African Indian woman living in a province called Kwazulu-Natal. I read somewhere that we have the largest population of Indians outside of India. Not sure if that's still true, but you get the idea of how many of us there are here.
My family's been in SA since the 1800s. I've never been to India, and I don't feel any connection to it. I love Indian food and Indian clothes, hate Bollywood, and make fun of my parents' 'outdated' traditions. Yet I'm Indian. But I'm equally South African, and even though I lived for a decade in the UK, this is the only place that's truly felt like home, which is why I came back for good nine years ago.
I realized while living in the UK that as much as I was Indian, I was a South African Indian. I had more in common with the South Africans I met (no matter what racial group they were from) than I did with Indians from the diaspora. So it took leaving to realize that SA was indeed my spiritual home.