Today I had a class with Abhijata, Mr. Iyengar's granddaughter. Mr. Iyengar was in the room the entire time giving her suggestions and commands, so it was like getting a class from the master himself. I still can't get over seeing him around and about the Institute every day.
The funniest thing happened today. Tom darted out trying to cross the street, and then darted back to avoid being hit. As I may have said earlier, traffic is unbelievable with motorcycles, scooters, bikes, cars, buses, and rickshaws (3 wheeled motorized open air cabs) everywhere. No traffic laws are followed, there are no crosswalks, and you're taking your life into your own hands to cross the street. A middle aged Indian man took Tom by the hand and said he'd show him how to cross. He said, "Don't run, walk. The drivers will gauge your pace and won't hit you". The man held Tom's hand and Tom held mine and, sure enough, we safely crossed. But it takes some nerve.
For dinner we were ready for some western food, so we found an Itallian restaurant near the Institute and had wood oven pizza. Two friends of mine from the states joined us, Carol from South Carolina and Chris from Atlanta. The photo is of the three of us.