Anjali was wandering on the streets aimlessly as she don’t know what to do know and where she had to go with her dead heart , yes !! Now she assumed that her heart is dead ,like other time it was not shattered ,so that it could be healed , now there is no heart which has feelings or emotions. She had only a machine named heart which pumps in and out inside the blood vessel.
Some passerby stared Anjali weirdly while some got sacred by her ugly face but Anjali didn’t cared about it now . After walking for more than four hours without any break , her feet ached badly , she sat at the corner near a dustbin , there was beggar was sitting beside her , he was really in bad condition , his clothes were torn , he looks so weak and his body is stinking with the smell of garbage but Anjali didn’t
