ere’s what I was doing moments before I rang Anushka Sharma for our interview: I dropped little ‘ Brbs’ into all my chat windows, and settled into my interview chair ( it’s just a regular chair). What I probably should have been doing was some warm- up stretching, spot- jogging and cursing myself for never having learnt short- hand because, dear God, I did not see her coming. She is an explosion of restless, yet alarmingly focused energy, and the only person I know who speaks in italics.
Currently she’s leaving the set of her soon- soon to- to bebe released film, Ladies VS Ricky Bahl, for a script reading, and is clocking our interview while grabbing a late lunch. In short, it’s all a holy rush. On the other hand, it’s tough to imagine the pretty actress ever has days just dawdling in bed, serenely contemplating the universe— no, she’d be the one telling someone like that to quit monkeying about and get a life. ‘ Driven’ is how she describes herself as always having been, ever since she was a little fauji kid.
“I was never one of those kids who needed to be told to study,” she says. “My parents knew I’d participate in everything and my grades still wouldn’t suffer, so they let me make my decisions from a very young age.” The decision to begin modelling barely out of school, included? “I’d always wanted to be a model. Actually, no, before that I wanted to be a journalist when I saw Barkha Dutt cover the Kargil war— I was so inspired and I thought it’d be a way to be closer to my dad, who was posted in Kargil at the time,” she says, without needing to take a breath, remarkably. “When you’re young, you want to be a hundred things, but eventually I knew I wanted to be a model.” At 15, accompanied by her mother, she
Zara; faux fur waistcoat, Mango; brogues,