It was a dreary classroom.The day was sultry and sweat trickled down his thick, bushy eyebrows.
The chemistry teacher droned all about elements and compounds.It was like a sedative.
The flames are different for different substances and that piqued his curiosity.It was better than drooping down on the table and being caught sleeping.How cool could it be if he could verify each material by burning it? This could be awesome and he plotted deviously while pretending to pay attention.
As soon as he reached home,he ran upstairs to his room.He had a shower and then thought carefully,"Lets learn in a more exciting manner !"
He took the matchbox lying harmlessly in the prayer room,took it to the storage room and tried experimenting first with plastic bottles kept for being recycled.
Then he checked the effect on thermocol.It was exhilarating.The fire kept getting bigger.He didn't notice a small stove kept near the side of the entrance to the store room.He didn't think of the cardboards strewed around it.As the fire spread,...