The bouquets of fireworks lit up the dark, solemn sky, in the attempt of projecting the spirit of joy, momentarily, on this particular day.
The sparks succeeded in blinding the sky with their flamboyant colours and brightness. And precisely at that brief moment of the array of sparks that splattered across the sky, it was too when the shadows of the fireworks were cast on earth.
So for every firework that we saw, we have to endure too, the shadows that come with it. Unknowingly ourselves. And so, we happily, intoxicate ourselves, in seconds of joyous flame, and took with us the shadows that settle here for good. So, Happy Birthday.