The children’s heads moved slowly upwards... Eyes sticking to the sparkling sparks that sprouted from the sparklers. As he lighted the next one, the children who gathered in the garden stared at the wonder which they have never experienced so near. They were amazed by the alighting colours & light from the fireworks that seemed to spread into their otherwise shaded life. It took time for him to wade off their apprehensions, but could manage at least a few to join him, for most of them were mesmerized by the new dress gifted by him and were munching on the sweets that were never known to their taste buds. He tried to read their thoughts from their faces that shown bright and that slowly faded along with the light that spread from the fireworks, while trying to spread the light & happiness to their minds through the fireworks & gifts,atleast for these moments... Did the beauty of colours & sparking light of those moments spread the same to the children’s mind? Or, as its light faded, waiting for the next one to be lighted, did their life too demand more…or will these moments itself fill light & colours that shall stay with them for long, giving them the hope of a bright tomorrow, Or like the darkness that remained after each firework, will the darkness dip them into far more depths of depression , He couldn’t make out.., but as he walked pass the orphanage’s gate he could feel his own childhood reflecting in the tears that slowly filled his eyes….
