“ We urge you to step behind the headlines and have a read of this absorbing account . . . With clear recollections and good old-fashioned storytelling, Saroo . . . recalls the fear of being lost and the anguish of separation ”
“ A remarkable story . . . [Brierley] provides an informative and fascinating insight into how Third World families live with, and somehow survive, their poverty ”
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“ As well as the tale of his quest, he provides an informative and fascinating insight into how Third World families live with, and somehow survive, their poverty ”
“ An incredible story of how one boy survived and prevailed through extreme circumstances to change his fortunes ”
I’ve been thinking about this day for twenty-five years. Growing up half a world away, with a new name and a new family, wondering whether I would ever see my mother and brothers and sister again. And now here I am, standing at a door near the corner of a run-down building in a poor district of a small, dusty town in central India – the place I grew up – and no-one lives there. It’s empty.
The last time I stood here I was five years old.