Roopa Swaminathan’s story is a scary reminder of how at times life gets better of us and we cannot do anything except watch it slip through.
In principle, the day started really well. Her daughter’s headmaster called and said he wanted to talk to her regarding her kid acting out. No. That couldn’t be. Her kid was an angel. Something about her then? He’d whined and complained about something, someone. His dry and one-tone voice lulled her into mental inertia, and she kept saying yes and no to whatever he said. She must’ve said the right thing at the right time with just the right inflection for he finally said OK and got off the phone.
But what did he say?