Title: Daughter of the Ganges
Author: Asha Miro
Paperback: 288 pages
Publisher: Atria (September 4, 2007)
Genre: Non Fiction (memoir)
Set in: India
Rating: 2.5 out of 5
This is the story of an adoption. Asha was an Indian orphan who was adopted at the age of 6 by a couple in Barcelona. When Asha is in her twenties she feels an urge to find out about her origins, about her real parents. She takes up a volunteering assignment in Mumbai for a month and simultaneously find out more about her roots.
Daughter of the Ganges is the story of how she travels back to the village where she was born. This book was released in Italian in 2 parts when she first visits India and when she returns back after 7 years for filming a documentary based on her first book. The book was apparently a best seller in The UK but somehow it failed to create an impact on me. The story is touching, yes, but I couldn’t really get into the book. The sections that I felt affected me the most were the entries from Asha’s adoptive mothers diary. I applaud people like her parents who take in orphans and give them a home and a better future.
I would love to tell Ms. Asha one thing though. You were fortunate, yes, but not because you were adopted and taken out of India. You were fortunate just because you were adopted, it’s as plain and simple as that.
The way she writes the book made me feel as if all children in India are unlucky, adopted or not, and she had a great fortune because she was taken to Barcelona. It is the typical western mentality. Sorry for generalizing, I know not everybody thinks like that. Asha probably never meant for the book come across that way and she probably does not even realize it. But anyway, I just thought I should mention it.
I am not really sure if I want to recommend this book. The first half was pretty slow but the second part was really good. I think children who are adopted will be able to relate to this book really well. When I read the Amazon reviews I feel as if I should have loved this book. But it just didn’t appeal to me and a part of me does feel bad about that.