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PLASTIC FLOWERby Vishal DBS |
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| The year 3024 didn’t turn out to be the golden age that humans expected. The Blue World tuned into a barren land frozen with snow. Withered crops were scattered across the frozen solid blocks. “Mom, what is a flower?”, a girl asked as she kicked the snow in front of her. Her mother glanced at her. “A flower?”, she questioned. “Yes” Her mother remained silent diving into an ocean of thoughts. Her child nudged her bringing her back to her consciousness. “A flower is a beautiful part of the plant which gives birth to fruits. It used to be a decorative item in the golden days.” “Is it available on Earth or…?” “No” The reply given by her mother left her to think. As she turned her head to the right, she found something. It was red. She ran towards it and touched it. “What is that you’ve found?” “A Plastic Flower” |
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| Vishal is a 12th grade student of SSKHSS, Mylapore. He is a novelist and a Java programmer. | |
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