THE contradiction is stark, and at first seems a little cruel. At 56, Protima Gauri's gait is no less majestic than that of the retired black-brown stallion at Nrityagram, her dance village some 35 km outside Bangalore. She is unable to stop herself from doing some mudras for Patrick, a black dancer from Senegal camping in the village. The bounce in her step is matched by that in her voice as she flits around the 10-acre plot and praises the tadka dal cooked for lunch by her students. She even playfully flirts with Patrick, "the only male surrounded by all the women in Nrityagram". "I'm full of life," she says. "In fact, there's too much of it and the problem is how to control it."