[ It becomes an easy flow, as she steps back and then forward. A scuttling step, not wide or broad. Just getting him used to holding his stance. Reminded her of the magnets in Tesla's laboratory, repelling each other at a perfect distance. Her eyes stay on him, though every so often she looks up to his face and gives him an encouraging nod when he does well. She doesn't have to say much, he is a fast learner, a good learner.
He focuses the way one always wants in a student.
Lets him go into that rhythm - and it is dance like, music like. Once the bells had been wrapped around her feet would help her keep time, and she can hear them still in her mind's eye, counting them by it. The shift up of the drum, Gangadhar's delighted laughter at his wife moving so easily to the time.
Lets him get comfortable, lets him feel that and then tests him again, changes her step suddenly and quickly to cross her right foot in front of left to side step, turning her body with it. Pausing there, to see if he mimicked back or fumbled with it. ]
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He focuses the way one always wants in a student.
Lets him go into that rhythm - and it is dance like, music like. Once the bells had been wrapped around her feet would help her keep time, and she can hear them still in her mind's eye, counting them by it. The shift up of the drum, Gangadhar's delighted laughter at his wife moving so easily to the time.
Lets him get comfortable, lets him feel that and then tests him again, changes her step suddenly and quickly to cross her right foot in front of left to side step, turning her body with it. Pausing there, to see if he mimicked back or fumbled with it. ]
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