My story is of how God became 'my hiding place', my hope in a place where there was no hope.
My parents came over to England in the early 1960s. I grew up in the city of Coventry in a Pakistani Muslim home. Family life was very strict and traditional; we were not allowed to mix socially with the English children at school.
Although in Asian culture the family is a strong and cohesive force, our family life was not a happy one. The only time I was happy was when I was running wild in the woods with my little friends, at a time when it was safe for children to do that.
