​He plunges all the rockets to his fist and runs to the roof. The eyes gleamed with the vivid colors of the overshadowing sky. He strikes a few matches and fires the rockets. But a few of them burst immediately.  The glare almost blinded him for a second. His father came running from behind and saved his son ,hugging him tightly close to the chest. 

From that day he developed  an aversion to rockets,even crackers.  But his father guided him to become a future rocket designer.


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