A House on Fire
Essay No. 01
I live on the sixth floor of an old building. The view from my flat is beautiful for the city lights can be seen twinkling all the way, as far as the eye can see. One evening, I heard loud cries from the next door flat, and looking out of the window, I saw a crowd on the road and people shouting, “Fire! Fire!”. I saw people running with pails, so I too ran down as fast as I could.
Fanned by the wind, the flames were rising higher and higher. People were shouting and crying, urging others to vacate their flats. Amidst all this commotion, to everyone’s relief, the fire brigade arrived! The staff, wearing fire proof uniforms, displayed great efficiency as they put out the flames with hoses. After they had worked on the fire for an hour, the flames gradually began to subside, but a great deal of damage had already been done.
Thankfully no one was hurt seriously, but the building was totally burnt. Some firemen too had received minor burns.
We were extremely grateful to the firemen for their timely help. The cause of the fire was attributed to a lighted match carelessly thrown on a heap of dry straw lying in the kitchen of a lower flat! One careless act could have taken so many precious lives!
Essay No. 02
A House on Fire
It was the month of May. It was very hot day. I heard a loud noise. I got up and ran outside I saw that a house of my neighbour was on fire.
The flames were rising to the sky. Everyone feared that the fire would spread the whole locality.
Many people were running with buckets full of water and bags full of sand. They were throwing water on the fire.
Many men, women and children had gathered. Soon two fire-engineers reached the spot. The firemen began to throw a lot of water with their pipes. They entered the burning house.
They helped the family to come out. Fortunately, no one was killed. It took the fire brigade about half an hour to control the fire.
Luckily, there was no loss of life. Whenever I am reminded of the scene, my heart begins to sink.
