Sarika Jain
THE IRS OFFICER FROM
KANTABANJI
In Hungarian, ‘Sarika’ means ‘princess.’ In Hindi, it refers to the
bird ‘myna.’
Her early years hardly marked Sarika Jain either as a princess or
as someone who would fly. Born into an orthodox, middle-class,
Marwari family, she grew up in an environment that discouraged the
girl-child from studying beyond a point and placed social restrictions
on their movement. Added was her polio-afflicted leg, which didn’t
allow her to walk as fast as others and made her wonder if she was
beautiful at all.
As a child, you would have played ‘Mario.’ There are many hurdles in it. You need to face enemies, water splashes, fireballs bounce, but you keep crossing these levels and resume playing. Imagine in the same game, there were no hurdles, no fireballs, no water splashes, nothing. Would you still play? No chance, because without challenges, it wouldn’t be fun. Your life, too, would be boring without challenges.
