The young and the old gather under the great night sky at the SM Mall of Asia, most of them sitting on the asphalt pavement, while some prefer standing. Everyone is anticipating the PyroMusical Competition to be held on this quiet night. It must truly be a delightful event owing to the fact that we only see ravishing fireworks during New Year, at entertainment parks and special occasions. Unlike in the US, we don't have the Fourth of July which is associated by endless fireworks display. In the Philippines, one will only see fireworks in a matter of minutes, not longer than five.
The beauty of what is yet to be seen is hidden behind the gloomy sky. At last the wait is over and the countdown is done. The show begins and all heads turn up to the sky as everyone's eyes feast on the glowing colors above. The music creates the ambiance and the mood to suit the bright sparks floating momentarily on the sky. The rhythm of instrumental tunes heightens the excitement. The darkness serves as the stage and welcomes the iridescent shower of lights. As much as I want to be a bystander, I can't help but to feel involve and in love with what my eyes and ears can absorb for me.
There is a natural, universal language that is shared and spoken by each participating country. There is no room for dull moments. Each tiny spark is trying to outshine the other, always moving around to find its place in the dark. The fireworks illuminate the sky as if threatening to swallow the night. The beauty of it all cannot be contained; it must explode and leave marks on one's heart and mind. The sense of sight is no less than satisfied because the colors bring forth smiles that reach up to the corners of the ears.
It does not matter if you sit or stand, but you have to stop, stare and let your spirit be mesmerized. There is nothing to do but to hold on to the warm emotions kindled in your heart. You have no choice but to drink in the vivid lights, and enjoy your newfound drunkenness. Your spirit soars at each surprising burst of firework display. The thrilling moment lives on like a sweet amber-colored flame working from your eyes, going straight to your heart and finally radiating all over your senses. But alas! This joyous experience must end. The remnants of something sweet and captivating will last as long as the night is present and the hands behind the fireworks live on.
