By: Natalia Keogan
For much of her life, Karla Murthy listened as her father regaled her with tales of his troubled upbringing and eventual journey to America. Raised in poverty in India, Shantha Murthy spent years of his childhood destitute and working for meager wages at a restaurant, his only respite arriving in the form of an American couple who eventually brought him to the U.S. as their adoptee. The rest follows a fairly simple pattern: he met a girl in his new home state of Texas, got hitched and started a family of his own. This, he claimed, was his true life’s goal; but the allure of the so-called “American Dream” drew Shantha to business ventures that didn’t quite materialized, resulting in debt that never got paid down. During one of his career pivots—this time as a gas station attendant—his daughter, Karla Murthy, decided to document the stories and anecdotes she’d heard him recount hundreds of times before. From her new home base in New York, she would call her father and record his musings, realizing that they contained more insight into themes of identity, migration and working class realities than she had previously realized.