FIREWORK DISPLAY

FIREWORK DISPLAY

Everyone’s eyes are starring deep into the night sky, soon to be brought to life as the clock ticks by. It is a perfectly cloudless night, with dim stars visible despite the bright city lights. Telescopic camera lenses have all taken stance towards only one direction, as if the only way is up.

Swoosh! There goes the rocket against the force of gravity, creating explosive sounds. For a moment, everyone thought they are in a battlefield engulfed in sounds of flying bullets and swinging rockets. Their fiery trails locked the gaze of the thousands of eyes present there, like a comets tail burning as it gets too hot.

For a second in mid – air, it seemed as if the rockets had disappeared into thin air abruptly. But no, the first patch of vivid colours burst into life just the way a flower buds pops up in spring. The fiery traces glittered intensely as they broke off   from the point of incarnation, and in the process warmly illuminated the dull, void sky.

 A second  wave of rockets dispatched  loudly , this  time  bursting and taking the shape  of a hexagonal ice  flake , whose  six  sides further went ahead   with a glowing tail , then busted  into six smaller  ice flakes . This time they were smaller, but collectively brighter and charmed the awed public in sheer memorization.

As excitement reached its peak level, clicking flashes were visible from the crowd, with phones facing higher than anyone’s eyes. The colours of blue, orange, red and yellow had bled the sky with a sharp, lively spark. The blend of colours sent currents down my spine, provoking goose bumps on every part of my body.

Done by Ambar