Inscribed upon the gate were the words, Der Zirkus der Nacht. The gate creaked open from a sudden burst of wind. With the wind came the scent of candy...apples and popcorn. I could see the carnival rides in the distance. Their lights surged on, and within my view, I saw the tents. But they were not the obnoxious red and yellow circus tents. They were faded and in various hues of black, white, and grey. My eyes caught a shadow that moved within the maze of fabric. I felt like Alice following the. What followed was one of the minor miracles which do happen all too rarely. The soup was an excellent clear broth with slivers of carrot, leeks, celery, parsley and tiny chunks of fried beef, deliciously spiced. The roast was everything one could desire. Succulent, a lovely beer crust, the cuts sufficiently generous, huge yeast dumplings, a creamy dark sauce, some dressed lettuce. Simple German country fare at its best, so seldom found nowadays amongst all those pizzerias, Thai, Chinese and. That’s right, sort of. You know about it?’ ‘Not really. Just heard about it,’ she replied in shy delight, his unexpected grin warming her from head to foot. She had opened the floodgates. They managed to find time nearly everyday before or after class to speak about everything from religion to fads, his eyes fixed on her face as they sat on the grass. She was excited by everything he said or did, wanting to go further than just talking. Yet, she felt a little self conscious of her wild curly. He did his MBA from a third tier B school near Gurgaon and declined all the offers from Mumbai and Delhi to come down to Kolkata – he always wanted to be with his mom and dad and take care of them and this was why he was our darling. Tanu on the other hand joined St Mercy’s hospital in a last attempt to save her life, her dad was trying to discipline her and she wanted to move away from her family. But Amit and Tanu were still in a relationship, a relationship that was dominated by Tanu.Both.