the fire
Before 8pm last night, I heard several firetruck sirens while working from home. At first, I thought the main road was just congested so they opted to pass by our street. Then husband (who was working from home as well) told me there’s a really BIG fire near our house. Only then that the sirens registered to my mind. So, the explosion I heard earlier was from the fire. I thought they were just fireworks from a nearby wedding reception venue.
We went down and out the streets. We can see the fire and smoke from our place. And I’m not exaggerating when I say that more than a dozen firetrucks had passed our street. (According to the news, there were about 50 firetrucks who came because each truck ran out of water, not enough to extinguish the big fire.)
Expectedly, the main road eventually got congested from all the firetrucks, ambulances and news crews. Adding more to this, one SUV broke down in the middle of the street blocking other vehicles (which I suspect are homeowners going home from work only to find that their compound was on fire). Good thing roadside assistance was there to help the SUV, making the road passable again. There was a bit of panic in our street, not from us living in the “safe” street but from people walking/passing by on their way home.
Honestly, it made me really nervous seeing the fire so near. But I said to myself, I’ll only start to panic if the people in the far end of the street do. But my BIG fear was the fire might make its way to the gas station. Thank God it didn’t, and nobody died from the fire. Sadly though, 1000 families lost their home.





