Fireworks: The power to brighten up the soul
A mesmeric cacophony of noise, iridescent colours and cordite. Fireworks are an assault on the senses yet strangely soothing to the soul
As I set off for my evening walk around the block, I was struck by the unusual hubbub and a sense of excitement in the air. The streets were full of people, cars, picnicking families and other walkers. Having spent most of the day in my work bubble I had completely forgotten about the bank holiday celebrations that have grabbed the nation. I live in one of the Arabian Gulf states who have recently celebrated their National Day.
2020 has been a terrible, epoch shaping year. The global pandemic has taken its toll on many millions of people, either struck by the coronavirus, an ill family member or being swept up by shockwaves it has spread across world economies. With more people than ever social distancing around the world and working from home; isolation is physical and phycological. I count myself lucky that I can continue my work relatively seamlessly from home, rather than spending my days in the office.
Today, I was in my lockdown world, another Groundhog Day oblivious to my surroundings.
