My Diwali Crackers

I couldn't control my excitement after seeing those crackers.  I even didn't know how it could make me happy.  That was the first time I remember to have seen the crackers.  That evening seemed so long.  I was waiting for the dusk to dawn for bursting the crackers that my father bought.  I was about 6 years old I remember.  I knew that it would make sounds.  He had bought a flower pot packet and couple of  pencil crackers. 

My father hardly bought us crackers.  So, I was always excited about crackers.  The thought of bursting crackers itself woke me up so early in the morning.  Even before I brushed my teeth, I run to front of the house.  All I could see was those crackers leaving their last sparkles.  Yes, my father burst all the crackers and what left were only a few pencil crackers.

I was disappointed.  And forgot that after I was my new dresses.  After some time, I went out to the street.  While walking along the street, I could see the crackers already burst lying on the street.  I could  pick up a cracker which was left fresh.  For the first time I dared to burst a big sound making cracker.  I fired it in front of my house.  It sounded good to hear.

Now I lost all those interest to burst the crackers.  I even hate the big noise making crackers.  But I'd like to see the colourful crackers burst in the sky.  The time changes.


zephyr said...

Nice one. Yes, we do lose the fascination for crackers as we grow older. Do read my take on crackers too.

Rajesh said...

I also love the crackers bursting in the sky.
Wish you Happy Deepavali.

Uday said...

Thank you zephyr & Rajesh...

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