Meet Aria Krishnamurti, a woman whose life story embodies resilience, curiosity, and compassion. From the moment she learned of her adoption at age 10, Aria embarked on a quest to uncover her roots.
Meet Aria Krishnamurti, a woman whose life story embodies resilience, curiosity, and compassion. From the moment she learned of her adoption at age 10, Aria embarked on a quest to uncover her roots, driven by a deep-seated desire to understand her past. Talking to SheThePeople, Aria Krishnamurti shared how, through this experience, she found closure and a renewed sense of purpose, dedicating herself to supporting others in need.
Today, she serves as a beacon of hope, using her platform to advocate for mental health, fashion, and lifestyle while inspiring others to embrace their own journeys of self-discovery and compassion. Here's her story in her own words.
From Finding Roots To Spreading Love In Orphanage
"I was 10 when my parents told me that I was adopted. My birth mother died after I was born, and nobody knew who my father was. Initially, I took this information lightly, even joking with my sister, 'You came from mom's belly, but I came from her heart, so they love me more!'
As I grew older, I became curious about my biological parents. I wanted to know everything about them. Why did they leave me? My parents were more than willing to help me discover my roots. I discovered that after my mother died, the hospital wrapped me in a cloth and placed me outside a police station until someone took me to an orphanage. My mother used to volunteer there and adopted me when I was just one month old. I am so grateful that she did. But with passing years, my frustration built up, and I would vent in various ways because I was angry about not knowing where I was from. One day, I decided to go and look for the orphanage to see if it was still open. I took my househelp, didn't inform my parents, and went to the police station. None of the former police worked anymore, and they refused to help look for such insignificant information. So I decided to search for the orphanage myself. After searching, I found it.
Everything seemed eerily familiar as soon as I entered: I was waiting at the reception when an elderly lady entered. I showed her some of my old images, and she instantly recognised me. She'd brought me there as a baby. I couldn't believe it—we hugged passionately, and there was crying and an instant connection between us. She asked me about my current life situation as well as what I was doing.
That day, my life changed dramatically. It felt like I was in a Karan Johar movie. I returned home, confessed everything to my mother, and started crying. My prolonged search for my biological parents stopped, as did my self-pity and need for approval. Today, I am 30 years old, and I've been visiting the orphanage on a regular basis for the past five years.
Whenever I see a child being admitted to the orphanage, I just wish they find a kind and loving family just like mine and get to live a life full of joy and love."
