Question

Topic- my flowers vase(hint-colour,shape,size, material,how does it help) 50-60 words

Answer 1

I am a huge flower vase, about three feet high. The colour of my body is red in the background and is painted with multi-coloured paints, makes me look just two beautiful for words to describe.

I form a very attractive item of decoration at the entrance of the huge bungalow of my master. To add to my beauty, when multi-coloured Gladioli are fixed into my body, I look just dashing, and absolutely incomparable I am sure.

My life has been full of ups and downs but now, as I write this for you to read, I am very snugly and comfortably placed in a cosy and conspicuous corner of the entrance of my master's palace like house, I don't know what it is.

I had come here about six months back, and all the time I did not know that, the place, or rather the house I am in is not a home, it is a hotel of great repute in the town.

The manager of the hotel is one Mr. Srivastava, and all the time I thought that, the mansion is his house. Only a few days back, I heard some conversation which enlightened me, and I learnt that this mansion is a Hotel.

It was month’s back that I was bought from a shop in Lajpat Nagar by my master, Mr. Srivastava. Before he bought me, my life had been rather disturbed. I resided in a shop with several of my brothers small and big, elder and younger, shorter and taller.

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Answer 2

The flowers yearn for the outdoors. They yearn to be free. Their petals are dry; their leaves hang limply from their stems. They try to hang on. When the girl awakes, they want to be there because they want to remind her. It is a rainy day. The room is cold. There is no more sun. No more ticking. No more breathing. Everything is gone. The flowers have nothing to hold on to. They fall into the hands of nature as they fade, and represent nothing but memories of what once existed.