" A Beautiful Heart"

Hello friends, Sometimes in our life we give respect to physical beauty, which is ok but when we ignore the beauty of heart,our relationships became hollow and we were not truly happy and satisfied,

So friends,today I am going to say you a short yet moralful story which shows us the power of love.I hope you will like it.

The Most Beautiful Heart

Once upon a time , in a beautiful village , a young boy started shouting.

"everyone , take a look at me. I have the most delightful heart in the world. "

Many people looked at him and were amazed to see his wonderful heart in a perfect shape, with no blemish. It looked very wonderful.People who saw his heart love his heart, and praised him.

At the very moment , there came an old man who told the young boy, "No my child, I have the most lovely heart in the world!"

The young fellow asked him, "Show to me your heart, I want to see it!"

The old man shows his heart to him. It was harsh, uneven, and had scars everywhere. Also the heart was not fit as the boy; it seemed like odds and ends participated in different hues. There were some unpleasant edges; a few sections were expelled, and fitted with different pieces.

The young fellow began laughing, and stated, "My dear old man, I would say you are mad? See my heart! How excellent and perfect it is. You can't discover even a touch of flaw in my heart. It's just plain obvious, yours? It is full with scars, wounds, and imperfections. How might you say your heart is lovely?"

"Dear kid, my heart is similarly as delightful as your heart seems to be. Did you see the scars? Each scar speaks to the love I share to a man. I share a bit of my heart with others when I share love, and I get a bit of heart, which I settle at the place from where I have torn a piece!" said the old man.

The young fellow was stunned.

The old man said, "But the parts of heart I shared were never equal or in a similar shape or size thats why my heart is with uneven sides and odds ends.My heart isn't perfect because sometimes I don't receive love from those to whom I gave it. Your heart that looks new and without any scars shows that you never share love to anyone. Isn't that true my child?"

The young boy stopped and did not say a word. Tears moved down his cheeks. He hugged to the old man, tore a bit of his heart and gave the piece to the old man.

Moral of the story:Many of us give significance and regard to physical excellence. However, true beauty isn't physical!