Money Matters...?

I've known 12 year old Thasleema for almost 3 years now. My first impression of her wasn't anything great. What could i possibly think of a normal, pygmy- sized, petite, pretty girl who was the new maid's daughter? But it has taken me this long to find out what kind of life this little thing was leading.
To start off with, I found out that our maid was not her mother. Hussaina Mami was her aunt, her dad's sister. She lived away from her dad, who broke broke up with Thassu's mom, and got married to another lady. Her dad's wife refuses to take care of Thassu, and it doesn't seem like the dad worries much about her either. So Thasleema has been under her aunt's shelter as far as she can remember. Her dad visits her on important days, like Eid or her birthday, that too if he remembers. Her mom's whereabout aren't known. Thassu doesn't even remember her mother's face.
Thasleema is joyous to be with. Although she luks no older than a malnourished 7 yr old, she has the wit of.. what? Chandler?! Lol. And she is way active than anyone of her size could be. No pun intended. But her "frenzy" character cost her something that she probably will never be able to afford.
When she was three years old, she fell from somewhere, probably the stairs.. i dunno... and got a bone dislocation on her elbow (which is visible, not a gr8 sight, not very happy to say). Two years later the same happened to the other hand. And she did not go to the doctor, just tried home remedies. Reason: poverty, obviously. No, i wasn't kidding about her hyperactivity.
I know i haven't come to the "topic" yet, with reference to the heading. Today, Thasleema was giving me company when i was limping around in a coconut farm, when i started asking her things about her school. She studies in a government school, with a yearly fees of Rs. 100 ( dats d price of 1 iced mocha from skylers'). Last week, she was made to stand outside the class as she hadn't paid her fees, and cud get away with it only if she paid Rs. 10 . She borrowed that meagre amount from her neighbour's and got inside her class, because they couldn't add up to TEN INDIAN RUPEES in her home. She told me sadly "I owe someone ten rupees".
When we pay, do we even think twice of TEN RUPEES? No, do we even think once?
Life Isnt Fair
P.S: Thasleema's arms, eventhough, are entirely functional, doctors suggest that she may have severe difficulties using her hands normally in future.