MEENU'S ride to school was unique. From Sindhi Colony her mother cycled down bumpy lanes to drop her off to Little Flowers School, a primary school at Banikpur (Jaipur). She still cherishes the ride on the bicycle.  With meagre earnings, her father managed to pool money for education and rehabilitation. He drew a loan of Rs. 30 to pay her school fees!

Since they lived in a patriarchal joint family ambience, her parents were accustomed to nasty taunts from relatives like “Why are you admitting her to English medium or any fancy school which is so expensive?”, “Why don’t you put her to a school which costs only Rs. 5?” The response of her mother who had little schooling was that proper education will empower her daughter to be independent. While Meenu’s parents were nice the outside world was harsh, and she dreaded going to public places. “In parks, kids used to make unpleasant remarks about my disability. I never thought I was beautiful. I used to feel that my disability will make everyone recoil,” she says. 

She recieved the Shell Helen Keller Award in 2009 for promoting employment of differently-abled people

Middle school travails
The real challenge she faced was in middle school when her parents made her travel by school bus. It was eight kilometres away from home and she faced real physical challenges: Books got heavier, distance between home and bus stop increased.

She would feel exhausted all the time. There was no helping hand in studies either and as a result she flunked in Class 6. Since her foundation was weak, her mother was happy about repeating the class. “Maths and Science were stumbling blocks. Tuitions used to cost Rs. 150 per subject and with my fathers salary being Rs. 800 per month – it was not viable.”

Teacher’s taunt
Several requests to school for a little help - like extending the school bus route so that she could be picked up closer to home or help to carry books - were ignored. What was worse was a taunt by a teacher who compared her with Abha, another disabled student who could make it to the assembly when Meenu couldn’t. Her teacher rubbed it in saying something to the effect that, “There are some students who like to get  sympathy for their disability.” It rankles Meenu even after 25 years. “I didn’t realise then that it was my right to seek those exemptions,” she says.

College ordeal
Her mother accompanied her to college, and waited till she finished classes. “It was a big struggle to walk to the bus stand from college,” she says. She decided to apply for MA Literature when her seniors told her that there was a huge demand for language teachers. Meenu went on to do a PhD from Rajasthan University. A university scholarship of Rs. 754 was helpful. When her father retired, it was her turn to support her younger sisters.  She cracked the Rajasthan Public Service test for the post of lecturer and got appointment in Krishangarh (located three hours away from her hometown). Typically, most families of challenged children are very protective and Meenu’s parents were shocked when she packed her bags. “I had to be a strong individual. I told my mother if you want my future then you have to let me go,” Meenu recalls .