“You find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” Samuel Johnson
Because we love our families, Rachel and I were willing to leave London. We left part of our adventuring hearts in The Square Mile. Now we’re just pretending real life is as much fun. We’re back to work—pushing pencils, sorting laundry, scrubbing dishes, and writing posts. (Rest assured, posts aren’t laborious like those other chores.) Of course, anything I say here tonight may not be used against me as I’ve got a slight case of the jet lag blues.
The last book I read based on real events was not only fascinating, it was inspiring. So I thought I’d try another true story on for size. This time the narrative was about a seven-year-old boy named Chellamuthu--he was ripped from a slum in India where his family lived, dragged to a Christian orphanage, and then sold to a couple in the States who live 10 miles away from me. Like Crow and countless other orphans, Chellamuthu (renamed Taj by his American parents) felt the pull of his original home. With next to no information, Taj attempts to do the impossible: find his family in a place where 1 in every 6 people on the planet live. His remarkable story will stun you—it may even make you reconsider whether or not you believe in coincidences. And I suspect you’ll likely end up agreeing with me and Taj as to who the real Orphan Keeper is.
p.s. If you liked the movie Lion, you’ll love this book.