Reflections on art, fitness, family, politics and literature that hit me like bricks as I chauffeur my children from place to place...
A pink taxi
July 7, 2011
Summer 2000 began with a Ph.d graduation at the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy in Medford, Massachusetts. I received my diploma: 5 years worth of work. But my task seemed incomplete. I was 35 weeks pregnant. I had 5 weeks left before I delivered my first baby. That summer I volunteered to be a guidance to my youngest brother by tutoring him while he took summer school. He came from Villanova University, Philadelphia to Tufts University. He enrolled in Economics which I had no knowledge of and Philosophy, which I pretended to know. I had told my parents: "when will we ever get this chance again?" Indeed, I was married but my husband was working in Geneva. I was due to deliver in Boston, a month after my graduation. My youngest brother and I, born 11 years apart, had not lived under the same roof for over 15 years. Don't be mistaken: he took care of me! He did study. We did argue over philosophy. I also made him swim laps daily as it was my pregnancy fitness routine.
But we spent most of the time enjoying Boston at its best: in June! He was overprotective, chauffering me, while I sat in the back of the car. "Who puts a baby in the front seat?" he would say referring to my pregnancy. He was already an excellent cook by then. I blame him for the extra pounds. I thank him for introducing me to Indian cuisine. We bought a Madhuri Jaffrey cookbook that I still use till this day. Incidently, the baby was due July 4th, 4 days before my brother turned 19. My son was born two days after the birthday, thus skipping the chance to become his namesake (I had made a promise if it coincided). My brother, who drove me, my mom and husband to hospital, and attended the birth, became an uncle for the first time. Uncle and nephew may not share the same name but as astrology wants it, they share the same caring and kind character. And time has shown that they share many same interests! My brother is 30 today. He is married to his childhood sweetheart and they have two wonderful boys. How time flies!
The pink taxi runs from 7 am to 7pm. It picks and drops off my 3 kids at school, ballet,judo, aikido, violin, climbing, riding, squash, basketball, skiing, skating, swim team, friends, grandparents and teachers. The car, not pink, but a black SUV, drives to Carrefour and Coop. To Club stretch for pilates and Aviation club for weekly workouts. It is driven by a woman who navigates on the radio, gets DJed by her 4 year old or sometimes quietly reflects. The thoughts are about politics, family, humor, literature, art or fitness. Sometimes they are excruciatingly longwinded, other times they are gossipy and hot.
I hope you will all enjoy!