One of the most common questions migrants are asked is, “Where are you from?” For some, the answer is simple. But for many of us who have lived in multiple countries, this question stirs complex emotions. Home is not just one place; it is a collection of experiences, cultures, and identities woven together over time. Yet, no matter how much we adapt, our accent often tells a different story. It becomes a paradox, a subtle yet powerful reminder that we are always a little bit from here and a little bit from somewhere else.
A Voice That Never Fully Belongs
I was born in Fiji, a fourth-generation Indian whose ancestors arrived as part of the indentured labour system. I migrated to Australia in 1999, and over the years, my accent has evolved. Initially, I had a strong Fijian-Indian accent, but as I integrated into Australian society, my speech began to shift. Most Australians now consider my accent ‘local’, yet there are still moments when people detect a slight difference—just enough to ask, “Where are you from originally?”

Last year, I travelled to Fiji to care for my father during his illness. While staying at the hospital, I engaged with many locals, offering whatever help I could. Yet, the moment I spoke, they immediately recognised that I was from Australia or New Zealand. The voice that once felt natural in my homeland now carried the unmistakable imprint of another place—a quiet but powerful reminder that migration shapes both where we live and how others perceive us.
Later that year, I visited India, a place deeply connected to my ancestry. When I spoke Hindi, hoping to blend in, I was met with responses in English. My accent, carrying the subtle inflections of my global journey, immediately marked me as a foreigner. It was a humorous yet surreal moment—a reminder that, despite my heritage, I was not perceived as ‘from there’ either.
Then, earlier this year, I travelled to Canada, where people identified my accent as Australian or New Zealander. So, where am I really from?
More Than Just a Voice—A Story of Resilience
This experience is not unique to me. It is a common reality for migrants worldwide. We live in a linguistic in-between, where our accents are shaped by both our past and present. For many, this paradox can be both humorous and frustrating. We are not quite local in our adopted countries, and yet, we are not quite native in our places of origin.

Sociolinguist Jan Blommaert (2010) argues that accents reveal not just where we are from but also where we have been, reflecting a journey of adaptation and cultural negotiation. Our accents tell a story—not just of our origins but of our experiences. Yet, no matter how much we adjust, accents continue to act as invisible borders. Studies show that even slight variations in speech can influence perceptions of intelligence, trustworthiness, and even belonging (Birney et al., 2020). This phenomenon, known as covert accentism, is a subtle form of bias that many migrants unknowingly experience (Dovchin & Dryden, 2022).
For years, I grappled with this paradox—if I don’t fully belong anywhere, where is home? But over time, I have come to see it differently. An accent is not just a marker of difference; it is a testament to resilience. It represents survival, adaptation, and the courage to build a life in new spaces.
Owning Our Accents, Owning Our Stories
What is our accent is not a dilemma at all? Perhaps it is a strength. Our accents are not just markers of difference; they are stories of resilience, adaptation, and identity. They reflect the many places we have called home, the experiences we have gathered, and the cultures we have navigated. Our accent reminds us that belonging is not defined by how we sound but by the lives we build and the communities we create.
Instead of seeing an accent as something that sets us apart, what if we embraced it as a bridge between worlds? What if we saw it as proof that we carry the richness of multiple cultures within us? Migrants do not have just one home—we have many. And our accents, rather than being a sign of exclusion, are a beautiful reminder that we belong to more than one place.
So, the next time someone asks me, “Where are you really from?” I will smile and say, “I am from everywhere I have ever been.” Because identity is not just about a place—it is about the journey.
If my voice reflects that journey, then I am proud to let it speak. My accent carries the weight of my experiences—of migration, adaptation, and growth. It is a story in itself, a reminder that belonging is not tied to a single place but to the journey that shapes us.
So, where am I really from? Perhaps the answer is not a single place but the journey itself.






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An insightful piece, many thanks for sharing.