Firecracker 💥

-its_charismaa
It was 14th April, 12:15 am when I was startled by a series of loud noises, it was the firecrackers lighting up the sky. As I sat there at my window watching the firecrackers I recalled an incident two years back when I was woken up by a loud noise at 2am. My heart had started racing, I suddenly felt my body go numb, I was terrified to even move from my bed. What could that be? It was 2-A-M. I started thinking the worst. I had heard a similar sound on 26th November 2010 and that had proven to be a bomb. With a lot of courage I got up and peeped out of my window and it was some people dancing and celebrating something on the street. I calmed down a bit for sometime till my feeling of nervousness was replaced by anger and irritation. ‘How can people burst crackers at 2am?’ I was annoyed and after a long time, trying to calm myself I went to sleep again. 

At 12:35 am there I sat watching the fire-      crackers thinking of an incident 2 years back. I had mixed feelings, feelings of joy, sadness and soon enough I felt myself in the shoes of those people who live in Syria, Iraq, Afghanis-tan, Sudan and every other country struck by war. They hear these loud noises too but the difference is they don’t get to see these beautiful colours in the sky, they see bloodshed. They don’t see people celebrating & dancing, they see people crying & dying. These thoughts gave me goosebumps. I realised that my feeling on that night 2years back was no where close to what people living in war torn countries go through everyday. They sleep  every night not knowing if they will get to see the sunshine tomorrow and then wake up the next day to the news of a family member’s death. Just as I sit here writing this, my eyes have welled up. What kind of a world are we living in? How can I celebrate knowing that somewhere in the world, someone of my age is grieving and praying for the war to end?Someone at this very moment was shot and some place was bombed, destroying houses, property and lives. I sit here hoping that no child, woman or man gets to witness a war in the future. I sit here hoping that these wars end soon. I sit here hoping that peace is what prevails in the future. I sit here hoping that these wishes turn into reality, but will these hopes and wishes ever turn into reality?
Hi,Thankyou so much for reading. This passage means a lot to me and I wrote it from the sincerest depth of my heart. I’d be grateful if you commented and shared it 🎀Thankyou -RS