Fireworks

As I looked above me at the night sky, a smile spread across my face. Even though it was close to midnight, I could feel a glow as if the sun was shining on me. A rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins; like nothing was wrong, and I had not a thing to worry about. Eternal happiness was at the threshold, and the entire world was celebrating something epic and grand. A million colours scattered all over the sky; tiny specks of lights bright against the darkness of the night signifying light, hope, happiness and everything positive in the world.

The air around me was full of their sound, each one louder than the last. Tremendous explosions of cheers and hurrahs from the crowd punctuated each bang. It made me feel alive as if life was making itself seen and heard. Bangs erupted from behind me, and I turned around to see more reds, blues and greens exploding on the other side of the sky. The sounds made sure that all the them were being noticed; not one of them ignored or left out.

They had their presence; a star-quality in them which made every man, woman and child's eyes stuck like glue to them. They even had the power to scare some; making people lose their balance and loosen their stance. But for me, they were bold, bright creatures, full of life, happiness, joy and mirth. They made me look forward to the future and dared me to dream. The lights were reflected in my eyes, turning them into pools of dreams, fantasies and hopes.

The experience left me thrilled to the core, and happiness dancing in my eyes and veins. It felt as if I was drinking up the joy. Fireworks really do make a difference, and I stood there promising myself that one day, the entire sky would be full of fireworks just for me.