“While I was working as a
taapi
mesthri [Head workman] at a construction site, I accidentally fell off a building. Before I hit the ground, millions of memories flashed in my mind and had tears in my eyes that I can’t see my family again. I don’t remember what happened next until I opened my eyes to see my beautiful family in front of me. That’s when I thought I should give a good life to my daughters and supported them till their tenth standard. My daughters also got supportive husbands who encouraged them to study till twelfth standard.
My father was a farmer who didn’t send me to school, and I was never interested in becoming a farmer. I always remember farmers committing suicides by drinking insecticides, and selling the farming lands when they need money. Even though farmers work hard, where is the future for them? So I always looked at other sources of livelihood.
After my accident, I started selling fruit juice on the roads and I am doing okay. As long as my family is happy, I don’t mind any hardships and hurdles.”