One morning when she woke up, she found that the colour of all her feathers had changed. They were all red, blue, green, magenta, purple, pink. Some of them were of the colour, she had never seen or heard of. But none of them were of yellow colour. Where did all her yellow feathers vanish?
She started looking for her yellow feathers but found none. This overnight transformation was difficult for her. She decided she would get rid of these colourful feathers. How could she carry herself with so many different colours when her real colour was yellow? “What could be more painful than loosing your own identity, your originality”, she thought. She started ruminating upon the possibilities which could help her reverse this metamorphosis.