Imagine that you are a writer or
an artist who lives in the place
described above. Either write a
story or draw a picture of your
life here:
Answers
Answer:
You did not give image of the place but considering that this is a village ... here is the story:-
Explanation:
I was 19 years old when there was a flood in my native village (add village name here). The flood was so tragic that everything was floating on water. A brown sheet of muddy water covered the whole village. When the rain started I was near a temple on the bank of river.It was raining cats and dogs and soon the water in the river started to rise. I ran inside the temple and climbed on the shikharam of the temple. Soon the water took the took demon's form and the whole temple was submerged under water. I was about to drown in minutes and was waiting to die. Then suddenly I was hit by a huge wave of water and I was extravasated in the river. The last thing I saw was a helicopter with some men shouting at me. When my eyes opened I was on bank of river and was surrounded by some people.
From there on my passion in painting became my profession and I started to paint the landscape of the village. Since the new village was an isolated place so, the natural beuty was untouched, I went to cities to sell my paintings and I was totally surprised that there was a huge craze of my paintings in the city. One day a man with formal dress came to me and asked if I wanted more money , I should follow him. I was left with only one painting so I found it a good deal and started to follow him. He took me to a Hall and said this is the place where top artists of the country come and compete with their paintings and the winner takes all the prize money. I decided that I should also participate. I came two days later with not so good painting. I was sure that I won't get any prize, but still I decided to compete. Just for some experience. And surprisingly the jury found my painting the best one and was awarded with the best prize. The village was so lucky for me.
Answer:
Story of an artist in a hilly area
I grew up here in the middle of mountains. I used to go to sleep by looking the stars in the sky that were shiny as diamonds and wake up by the noise of river passing by my home.
I was always attracted to the natural beauty of my area and the struggle people have to go through to survive in such area. But they still love this place so much that they never want to leave it.
Growing up in this situation, I always knew I want to become an artist. I drew my first painting of a scenery outside my window when I was 5 years old.
So, this makes it a period of 50 years since, I have been painting.
Explanation:
Since there is no place described in the question. It is assumed that a hilly area with river passing by is described and we need to write a story about it