Ranjana – The Little Princess

– Kristina Aronsson

My Indian name is Ranjana and I think it means ‘the little princess’. This is my name that I will keep and cherish all my life.

I was born on the 22nd of June, 1981 at Sassoon Hospital, Pune. I was brought to Shreevatsa by my birth mother when I was only a few days old. My mother was a 19 years old Muslim woman. I was transferred to a foster family connected to Shreevatsa. I lived there for some months. When I was 8 months old, I was adopted by a family in Sweden.

I was adopted by two wonderful parents. My mother’s name is Solveig and my father’s Bengt. They were well educated and lived in the house, where I grew up.

I do not remember wondering as a kid, why I was different, why I was not “white”, like my parents. I have always had a lot of friends and been a sociable person who found it easy to make contact with new people. In my surroundings, there have been persons from a lot of different cultures. Maybe, that was why I never felt especially different. When I was three and a half years old, my parents adopted my sister from South Korea.

The first time I came back to India was in November 2008. I chose to make that trip together with my boyfriend Roberth. Before the trip, we contacted the orphanage and Mrs. Dipika Maharajsingh, the lady who was there to take care of me when I was young. It was very exciting. We e-mailed back and forth and agreed on a day to visit. The journey to India was going to catch many big events in my life.

My boyfriend and I had decided to get engaged in India, at the orphanage. Once there, we went to the office and waited for Dipika to show up. This wonderful woman called out to us from the other side of the room, dressed in wonderful clothes. This was the woman who was with me from the very beginning. She cared for us in the very best way. Not only she, but all the other helpful women in the room came up to us and greeted us. There were so many warm feelings that tears came to my eyes. I have only positive things to say about the people at SOFOSH.

The folder about the minor Ranjana was handed to me to bring back to Sweden. Dipika had personally written a letter to me, enclosed in the folder. There was some information about my background that I never knew before. I always thought I had been left on the street by my mother to be found by some caring person who took me to Shreevatsa. When I asked Dipika if I looked like my birth mother, she said, ‘When you look into the mirror, you will see your mother, you look very much like her’.

I have no anger or hatred towards my birth mother. I would very much like to see her, if it was possible. At the same time, I do not know if I should. Neither do I know if she wants to see me again. She may be the only one in her family knowing of my existence and I would not like to cause trouble in her family. If she were to contact me, I would happily welcome her into my family.

I have good feelings for my adoptive parents. They have been like my biological parents all my life. I am very grateful that they, now more than 30 years ago, wanted to adopt a little girl from India. They know I love them with all my heart as if they were my birth parents.

The most important reason why I would like to see my birth mother is to see what she looks like. I would also like to help her, if there would be anything I can do for her.

I am very happy and satisfied with my life right now. More and more pieces fall into place in my life. I have two wonderful parents and a sister. I have the best boyfriend that I live with and a wonderful daughter, one and a half years old, and inside another little baby is growing.

What will happen in the future nobody knows. I sincerely hope that I get the chance to go back to India. It is a wonderful country which I enjoy. When I go back I will, of course, go back to Shreevatsa.

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