I've moved to Australia, to amazing parents who gave me unconditional love, to being educated and submerged in an amazing country and society.

What happened in my past happened. What's the term - don't cry over spilled milk? That's the thing people don't understand. I'm all right. I configured myself into coming out on the other end OK. I can disassociate myself.

It was a very scary place to be. I don't think any mother or father would like to have their five year old wandering alone in the slums and train stations of Calcutta.

I do get recognised, but not as much as someone like Dev Patel or Nicole Kidman.

I tell my friends that 'you don't know how lucky you are to be in Tasmania, because when you go away internationally, you get to see it in its glory.'