The purple pebble now had wings. Of course, the pebble was its own masterpiece. It scribbled something in its wings and flew high.
With every storm, the wings Widened with power. The pebble knew that its beloved ones were watching and smiling but she also knew that the rest were waiting for its fall like a coward.
It is that what made it fly high. It is that what made its dream come true.The purple pebble who was on the path of self discovery said – In the hearts of the best and in the minds of the rest ; is where I reside. The address was now permanent!!!


Leave a comment