The Ruby Iyer Diaries: A Bombay Story

Author:Hariharan, Laxmi [Hariharan, Laxmi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

I am sitting there in the back seat of the car while Hari, our driver is on the phone with someone. He is talking in a thick Bihari accent and so I can only understand every other word. It is unusual that he talks on the phone when Ma or Dad, are in the car. Me? I don’t care either way. He knows that, and takes full advantage of it.

I look around the parking lot. It’s fairly empty; except for a couple of BMWs and Audis. A graceful Ambassador car rusts gently in a corner. Once found everywhere these vehicles are now rare enough to be considered antiques. Ma is quite fond of showing off the fleet of Ambassador cars her father kept in the garage of the family mansion. But really I don’t care just now, for all the riches can’t help me with the leap of faith I have to make: to go through the torture of walking into a roomful of strangers, feeling intimidated and small, new and awful. It’s tough… know what I mean? I can’t look back, for if I do I am lost.

Act as if you already have what you need in front of you. If only it were that easy.

Only consolation is that I am stupid crazy about training. I love simply disappearing into the focus that comes with the concentration needed to flow into each pose. I have no choice. I roll off the seat, and slam the door behind me. It startles Hari so he drops his phone. Good!

I drag my sorry self into class.

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