All her life she had drunk borewell water, her family unaware that the bore going down into the earth was reaching into pools of water that were contaminated with chemicals that could play havoc with the genes of a child developing in her mother’s womb.
Yashwani was born with one eye shaped differently from the other and an arm twisted as though it had been broken and reset by a madman. When she was a baby she did not do the things that other children did. She couldn’t lift her head or respond to her mother’s voice.
Later Yashwani would learn, painfully and slowly, to speak, to draw lines with a pencil, to paint pictures. She began playing with other children.
She learned to read and write and the training she has had at Chingari has brought her on in leaps and bounds.
Yashwani has a good mind, she has been hampered and dragged down by the cruel decisions of people who never gave a thought to the people whose lives they were destroying.
Union Carbide, may god forgive you. We cannot.