My brother, Shiva, and I came into the world in the late afternoon
of the twentieth of September in the year of grace 1954. We took
our first breaths in the thick air of Addis Ababa, capital city of
Ethiopia. Bound by birth, we were driven apart by bitter betrayal.
No surgeon can heal the would that divides two brothers. Where silk
and steel fail, story must succeed. To begin at the beginning...