lost love

CIRCUS

I walked around the market and bought local specialities, such as the pashmina shawl for mom and a scarf for me, wooden handmade items for home and wooden gift items for friends. Shimla is very famous for its handcrafted items.

In the last 5 years, I have been here many times. I have bought many items, so now when I see something new that I haven’t seen, the last time I bought it, many of my friends believe Shimla is my favourite place since whenever I am on leave for 3 to 4 days, they all guess I am in Shimla.

They are right, though Shimla is my favourite place, but no one knows why. I have many friends and a loving, caring family, but still, I don’t have anyone with whom I can share my pain. I don’t want to share it with anyone except that person.

It was strange that I had known him for a very short period, but still, he was closer to me than anyone else. I could easily share all my thoughts with him when he left everything bottled up deep inside me. A place so deep and dark within me where that bottle is hidden so that no one can get close to it.

After strolling around for 2 hours in the market, I returned to my hotel and ordered some snacks and tea. After freshening up and filling my stomach, it was almost 8 pm, so I headed towards the circus. The location was only 5 minutes from the hotel, so I walked.

The streets were a little crowded and all of a sudden, a little boy bumped into me. I helped the kid and held him in my arms to check if he was hurt. I was about to ask him about his parents when a woman came up to me and forcefully pulled the boy out of my arms. When she saw me, her face went pale as if she had seen a ghost.

I didn’t understand why a stranger would have such a reaction, but still smiled at her and tried to talk, but she just turned around and disappeared in the crowd, dragging the boy along.

She was so fast before I could react, she was nowhere to be seen. When I finally reached the circus, it was already 8:30 pm. The circus was organized in an open ground. I walked around the ground and entered the biggest hall, which was already packed.

I found an empty seat in the last row and settled down. Laughter echoed in the air. People from all age groups are present.

Many children are accompanied by their grandparents.

I felt guilty about my parents. They loved kids, and it’s also one of the reasons why they kept nagging me about marriage.

Clowns were performing on stage. When I entered the hall it was fun but still, not enough to attract my attention, as my mind was still occupied with different things, I was immersed in my thoughts when the lights turned off, only leaving a spot of light on the stage,

Anchor’s voice echoed in the hall, “Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the last and main act of tonight’s performance of MAN and THE TIGER”.