My Name is Adaikalam

‘When I saw you in Pondicherry at the age of 40 before you passed away you recognized the 8-year-old girl you had taken to your centre before being adopted in Belgium in 1976. My return to you was the logical step after a long inner journey in search of my origins. It wasn’t easy for me to make this trip back. But once the decision was made our reunion ushered in a thousand discoveries in my native country and at the same time it helped me to see in a different light the rich deeply touching and sometimes difficult years that I had experienced as a child and then as a young adult in the West. You will read in these letters I send you about my painful arrival in Belgium and the abused childhood from which I am now cured but also the often extraordinary encounters and events that have made me who I am today’.