a contented, elderly man, not looking to be immersed in any emotional
cauldrons . . . and then, unexpectedly, Bhima came along, skewering
all my calculations.
On a hot June evening, Timeri Murari returns home from a game
of tennis to find a baby lying on his bed and watching him through
beautiful, large, bewildered eyes. ‘He’ll be here a few days,’
his wife, Maureen, tells him. ‘When he’s well, he’ll go back to
the orphanage.’ Having played host to other young orphaned house
guests before, Tim assumes that once the wound from his recent
nine –hour surgery has healed, Bhima will do the same.
But Bhima brings much more to their lives than Tim and Maureen
have bargained for. With the unquestioning faith of a child, he
surrenders himself to their care, and with his quiet resilience
in the face of excruciating physical pain, his mischievous pranks
and unusual intelligence, he takes complete possession of their
hearts. Before long, Tim, who has never been comfortable with
children, finds himself busy learning to be a father and loving
However, their idyll is short-lived, for Bhima’s destiny lies
elsewhere. His adoptive parents are about to arrive in India to
meet him, and Tim and Maureen have to confront the harsh reality
of handing him over to them. They are tormented by guilt and the
agonising doubts about their own decision for Bhima’s future.
An intensely moving account of the unforgettable year that changed
Tim Murari’s life, My Temporary Son is as much a guide through
the convoluted corridors of the adoption process in India as it
is an insider’s account of the emotional turmoil that necessarily
accompany every case of adoption. It is, equally, an inspiring
tribute to the countless people, in our country and abroad, who
have it in their hearts to love and nurture children who have
been abandoned by those closest to them.