A Birthday Party

Fiona is my neighbor. She turned 20 recently and her parents held a birthday party for her. I was one of those invited. The party began at about three in the afternoon. There were about twenty of us friends gathered in Fiona’s house. Everyone, especially Fiona, wore a happy smile. We gave our gifts to Fiona and she happily opened them. It must really be exciting to receive all those presents. Finally at about six in the evening the party came to an end. We were tired but happy. I helped Fiona clean up the mess we made and reached home.

FIRE

It was twilight time; I was watching television in my house when I heard an explosion. More followed. So I went outside to see what the matter was. A column of dark billowing smoke told me the story. There was a fire raging a short distance away. I got into my bike and went in the direction of the smoke. It was a row of motor-workshops and they were burning furiously. The police and the fire department had already cordoned off the area. I watched from a distance. The fire rose up to twenty meters. Now and then explosions can be heard as gas cylinders blew up in the intense heat. Finally the blaze died down and darkness enveloped us. The workshops were totally razed. Only red hot embers remained where they once stood. I returned home after everything was fine.