Fireworks

This was back during Chinese New Year. I never knew how my uncle got them every year because erm, lets just say fireworks are not easy to come by these days if you get my drift. So I this is one of the things I look forward to every year when I go back to my dad's kampung. I have tons of memories running around the big empty compound of my uncle's house playing with fireworks, which at normal occasions is used to dry groundnuts.

There is a sort of adrenaline rush when you light up that little sucker and watch it burst into a crazy array of colours seconds later. Naturally, we would have a huge variety of fireworks but the dragonfly remains a personal favourite amongst us cousins. Upon lighting up this baby it would catch fire with a small burst of light, signaling that you should be throwing it far far away. Then seconds later it would burst into what I would describe as a machine gun-ish bang.



It makes you wonder how the whole concept of creating powder that would explode into a variety of colours came up in the first place. Those people must've had loads of free time and crazy enough to experiment with such dangerous stuff. I have no complains though. They have not lost their fingers in vain.