UnApologetically Mel

When news of a stabbing broke, my first instinct wasn’t compassion — it was fear of the name. A reflection on media bias, immigration and how narratives shape us.

Behind every visa is a family, a sacrifice and a price rarely discussed. A reflection on the financial and emotional costs of immigration.

When asylum becomes a political argument, dignity is often the first casualty. Leadership, immigration and the human cost behind the headlines.

Growing up where faith brought people together, I wasn’t prepared for the reality of Islamophobia in Britain — or how easily division takes root beneath the surface of diversity.

Six hours in a hospital waiting room led to a conversation about apartheid, racism in Britain and the threads of shared humanity that bind strangers together.

The London riots didn’t just feel political — they felt personal. Growing up during apartheid shaped how I saw it all unfold.

After earning a place at the University of Oxford, Sade Clarke reflects on systemic racism, elitism and navigating “otherness” as a Black student in elite academic spaces.

Oxford graduate Sade Clarke shares her journey of resilience, identity and thriving as a young Black woman navigating racial otherness in elite academic spaces.

A tribute to Nelson Mandela — honouring the extraordinary strength it took to forgive, reconcile and lead South Africa forward after decades of injustice.

On Reconciliation Day, I reflect on three moments — from racism in an Irish pub to a toddler questioning my skin colour — and why choosing light over bitterness is still an act of resistance.

I didn’t grow up reading about apartheid — I grew up inside it. From segregated beaches to hotel doors that wouldn’t open, this is a personal account of life as an Indian girl navigating a system designed to decide who belonged and who did not.

They called it marketing. We called it memory. Because in South Africa, you don’t get to label Black hair “abnormal” and dismiss it as a copywriting mistake. Some mistakes are careless. Others reopen wounds. This one did both.

Why is it so, so hard to get my hair cut? I wasn’t aware that most hairdressers can’t really cut naturally curly hair – one of the things I was never told about life in the UK! Ever since my move, as a curly head, I’ve struggled to get a decent haircut! And another thing I wish someone had told me before I moved: somehow (some of) this side of the world still views straight hair as beautiful while anything else is not as beautiful! 📷 Wix Media Coming from South Africa, a tre