The night in town was festive. There were many lanterns lit across the road. Many people were at the riverbank waiting for the fireworks to start.
“Wow, look at the crowd.” I said in amazement.
All the people around us were common folks. I saw a variety of them, men and women, young and old, lovers, and families all together. Little children were bundled up with their parents, happy and eagerly waiting for the fireworks to start.
Then I remembered something in my childhood, when my mother was still alive. There was,also a festival like this one. Mother brought me to watch it and I was so happy. And when it ended, she promised me to come again and watch it together. But that promise never came to reality. She died before the next festival was held.
“Is there some wrong.” Leon asked.
