She looked at the image again. She had to write a micro-fiction based on it. So, she gazed at it. The pebbles attracted her attention.
It conveys a deep meaning, she thought. There were many pebbles in it. But anyone would notice the golden pebbles only. That is why it is imperative to be different.
Each one of us is different physically, mentally and emotionally. Yet, we try to be like others. We strive to follow others and please those around us. In that process, we lose our originality. We lose ourselves.
She sighed. After all, she was no different!
As a part of Friday Fictions