Seven years ago, I wrote a small piece for the DNA Ya! children’s newspaper published by DNA. I gave an account of my family’s history with the Partition of 1947. In it, I recounted the story as was told to me by my relatives. Having matured since then I wanted to revisit it. The piece of writing is short and quite dated in that it is very clearly been written by a child. What stands out the most is a lack of understanding pertaining to the issue itself. I never fully comprehended the horror and tragedy of the situation until now. As a teenager, I still do not have any hate for any side as I am now more comfortable with the idea that the world is not black and white. My reflection on this issue is more personal. As I have gained curiosity about my ancestry in the past few years. I have always wondered what it would be like to go back to my ancestral home and learn more about the origins of my family. For now, I think that this write- up provides a young and unique, if naive perspective on this matter.