Chapter 3 - The flowers: Phoolon ki waadi

Kamal pur me Phoolon ki ek bohot hi khubsurat waadi thi jisme kahi tarah ke phool lage hue the or har phool kki apni alag khubsurti or apna alag kaam tha ,unme se ek phool tha jo bada vichitra tha mene jab us phool ko dekha to me bada hi soch me padh gaya ki aakhir ye kese ho sakta he kyoki us phool me ek rang nanui balki saat rang the or har rang me apna alag hi gun the or ye phool sirf rang nhi balki bhavnaye bhi prastut kar raha tha ,saat rango ke saath ye phool bhavnaye bhi dikha raha tha jab mene use dekha to wo phool kese muskuraya or jese maano wo mujhse kuch keh raha ho mene use us daali se toda or uske maali se uski kimat or uske gun pooche to me chok Gaya ,kimat to saadhi thi lekin. Gun asadharan the ,usne mujhe jab batan shuru kiya to us phool ke ek nahi kayi gun the jinme se ek gun tha logo ko apni or akarshit karna or unki Bhavna ke anusar rang badalna