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42. a) How safe was the castle? How was it conquired?
b) Describe the reminiscences of the poet when she sees the Casuarina tree.
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Answer:
(a) The castle was fortified by a deep moat very difficult for an enemy to cross. They had a stock pile of arms. Their captain was brave and the soldiers loyal. They had a huge stock of foodgrains to last any siege of the castle. Allies were ready to pitch in at a short notice. From the turret wall, soldiers were ready to shoot down the enemy at sight. Not a single enemy was spotted all through the summer. The soldiers were relaxed and spent time gazing at the mowers in the distant fields. But the castle’s wicket gate was guarded by an aged greedy gatekeeper. The warder collected gold from the enemy and let the enemies in. Their enemy was gold against which they had no weapon. Their castle fell to the greed of an aged warder.
The Answer is:
42.
(A)
The castle's guards were assured of the fortress's physical toughness. They could see the mowers through the turrets, and no enemies could be located for up to half a mile. They had a considerable supply of rations on hand as well as a variety of weaponry to keep them safe.
The soldiers were stacked on top of one another. To shoot the adversary on sight, they were keeping an eye on the tower. Because of their heroic commander and the devoted warriors, they thought the castle was completely protected. However, there was a gate that was wickedly guarded. Through the hidden gallery and convoluted passage, he allowed the adversaries access to the renowned stronghold.
The selfish, disloyal warder caused the once-strong fortress to become thin and frail. The attackers took control of the fortress and took it for money. As a result, the castle was taken.
(B)
The poet recalls how her days would begin each morning by looking out her window at the Casuarina tree. She recalls the fun they had together under the enormous Casuarina tree. Because her dear friends died from the merciless Tuberculosis, the thought of them makes her cry bitterly. She recalls how the tree allowed birds to sing both during the day and at night. The creeper had been given permission by the tree to embrace it affectionately. Although it drained its energy, it let the creeper remain around in its throat like a scarf, like a brave lover. She recalls how a mother baboon had enjoyed a stunning sunrise from the top of the enormous tree as her little ones played and jumped in the lower branches.
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