A Flower Vase

I am a flower vase. I was made in Germany in a big factory.

The next month I was sent to India to be sold. I was white in colour with designs on me. It was slipping line design.

In the next 10 days I reached India and I was now in a very big shop. It was a big and famous furniture shop. Everyone loved that shop. It was located in Borivali.

No body took me and not even looked at me. But a lady did. She was an artist.

She kept me in her class and taught her students how to make the vase.

I am happy as some one used me for their studies.

I am made with the passion of German people and also the Indians love the art. That’s why I love my appearance.