After a long day of shopping . Ira bought everything from a tie to underwear . Yeh! She did buy a pair of those .
Eventually, they got in a cafe when their feet started hurting . They ordered juices and cakes . Shopping and chatting with her new found friend, Ira forgot the real purpose .
"Reeya . Isn't the life of firefighter hard?" she asked directly .
"It sometimes is sometimes it isn't," Reeya answered nonchalantly, drinking her juice . She looked happy and satisfied with her life and her job .
Ira was once again silent . It was an excellent opportunity to talk to her about her life . A life of firefighter looks pretty from outside, but she would have her own demons .
"Why did you choose to be a firefighter?"
When we met Reeya, she was always a bubby straightforward a bit outspoken little girl .
What made this girl choose this difficult Job? As far as she knew her parents were no more . She lived with her uncle and aunt who were simple people . How did even the idea arise in that mind?
Reeya laughed at the question .
"What?"
"Oh! Nothing the same question was asked in my firefighter exam interview . " Reeya said . After some consideration, she decided to give her a definite reply . Hence she started talking about it:
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It was scorching hot . Sirens and screaming of people echoed, but my eyes were fixed on the house . From the third floor, flames were rushing out to the sky . Fire blazing the entire area . Smoke covered the night sky .
"No . . . no . . . save . . baby . . " I turned around to find a young girl of about 6 was screaming . I saw her . Her clothes were charred, she suffered a burn yet she was struggling to find someone .
"There . . there I see someone" a man from the crowd pointed to the window on the third floor .
I ran there but saw no one . Soon the firefighters set their pump and started hitting the fire with water .
It remained ablaze . It seemed to me that nothing could exist in that blazing place .
People were yelling all around this alone sends you another frame of mind . Yet these firefighters without any trace of distraction worked their part . One of them entered the flames in front of my eyes .
I saw an ambulance soon arrived at the scene . Next thing I found was that the baby was in it getting treated . They saved the baby .
I felt they were true heroes . I wanted to be part of them . Hero!
An office job was never made for me . I am not the elegant entirely innocent girl but a badass woman .
Next day I filled the application . A few days later I passed the physical assessment . Then came the interview . I was all prepared, dying my hair red . I wanted to look as badass as possible .
To my amazement, the interviewer was the same man I saw entering the house on fire .
He asked, "Why do you want to be a firefighter?"
I told him the entire story . How everyone saved the baby, their teamwork amazed me, and I wanted to be part of them . To be part of their journey saving lives
After my reply, an awkward silence followed . He stared at me straight in my eyes . My enthusiasm dropped a bit . I tried to find his reaction to my answer . However, it met a deadpan face .
"You don't know the whole story," said and after some time, I left the hall .
Chapter end
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