CHAPTER - 7
I TRAMP ON A PERPETUAL JOURNEY
I looked at myself in the glass mirror as I came out of the hot bath and after drying myself I put on my usual dress and the bracelet on my left hand which I got as my first birthday present. I felt my long ashen white hairs which were falling beyond my waist, but even though they are so soft and silky but at the same time so strong that I never saw a single hair-fall in these three years of my life.
There's no secret shampoo and if it did exist, I might had become a billionaire entrepreneur in my previous life by selling such a product. Then I could have really led a carefree life that time, money rules, for someone who lived like me would never deny it. I was still wondering how I would take care of my finances in the outside world around this time.
