For Happiness

The first thing you notice about a burning house is not that it is burning, but it is burning with such intensity. I watched my house as the fire engulfed it from all sides. There was fire everywhere; the roof was on fire, the doors and windows were on fire, fire was even coming out of the house through various openings.

I knew that nothing inside was likely to survive, as I saw some flames licking up the air in the wind, trying to catch something else on fire, and finding nothing in air, disappearing into the windy night, like disappointed flutters.

And I didn't need another proof to know that my parents were dead too! I looked at the ambulance, and fought the urge to go and look within, because I had a responsiblity now. My brothers, and my baby sister.

I would do it for them, and....

for Happiness!!