A Blind Man's Love

A man married a beautiful girl. He loved her very much. One day she developed a skin disease. Slowly she started to lose her beauty. It so happened that one day her husband left for a tour. While returning he met with an accident and lost his eyesight. However, their married life continued as usual. But as days passed she lost her beauty gradually. Blind husband did not know this and there was not any difference in their married life. He continued to love her and she also loved him very much. One day she died. Her death brought him a great sorrow. He finished all her last rites and wanted to leave that town.

A man from behind called and said, Now how will you be able to walk all alone? All these days your wife used to help you. He replied, I am not blind. I was acting because if she knew l could see her skin condition due to a disease, it would have pained her more than her disease. I didnt love her for her beauty alone, but I fell in love with her caring and loving nature. So I pretended to be blind. I only wanted to keep her happy.

Moral: When you truly love someone, you will go to any extent to keep your loved one happy and sometimes it is good for us to act blind and ignore one another's shortcomings in order to be happy. The Beauty will fade with time, but heart and soul will always be the same. Love the person for what he/she is from inside, not from outside.

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beautiful wisdom :-D

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Beauty will fade with time, but heart and soul will always be the same. Love the person for what he/she is from inside, not from outside!

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As I get older I find that everyone my age and under is beautiful. So, through life, more and more people get beautiful.

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I think that's the story of every long, caring relationship. My wife and I are both in our 80's. We're in the same profession (music) and there's a long history of many performances together behind us as well as former students who keep up with us. Neither of us is as good-looking as we once were, but the companionship and history remains. It could not in any way be replaced. We are like one person. I feel as though I grew up with her, and she knows me better than anyone ever will. I think she feels the same way.

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Wonderful thought!

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