Who I’m? And how, I wonder, will this story ends? On the morning of June 2003, migrated to the Edgbaston, Birmingham in the West midlands, from a country (Uganda) you might call democratic however when it comes to the human rights it’s a different story. I’m sight the next morning and beginning of the hardest part of the journey in my life seeking a refuge and experience of discrimination. No human beings ever wish goes under this process of mental torture from a physical torture. My life? It isn’t easy to explain. It has not been the rip-roaring spectacular I fancied it would be.