Wednesday, March 29, 2006

a story revisited!

when i was in the first yr of iut one of my weird(!) frnds vicky told me a story he read about a man, his God and footsteps... today i found that out in shakia's spot .... and it felt nice to read it again... it is an very inspiring story.... u can check it here.... what amazed me most is how come she heard it in sweden... then what is the origin of this story!!... and who actually wrote this one... coz i dont knw whether its a published book or not... so either she heard it frm like this bd ppl -> ... -> swedish bd ppl... or may be i heard like swedish bd ppl -> .... -> bd ppl!!! confusing yet amazing..

but this reminded me another story i heard long ago and told my frnd on a trip cox's bazar... here is the story............

~ The Most Beautiful Heart ~

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart......

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked
up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

The ending line was : Give a piece of ur heart each day of ur life!

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

ok tareq..i better start with u today..let me know whether my one fitted into the empty gouges of ur heart..now don tell me u don hav ny deep gouges :P

aragorn said...

:O

aragorn said...

abedin... i should say i dont have my heart!!!... its totally a hole in there...:P now i have a part of heart of urs.. thanx

Paddle said...

lol on ur fascination with the spread of the story...it is indeed a small world.

Mohamed said...

heeheeee, that's funny...

but i like the analogy....

I think my heart is like the young man's be4 the old guy comes and screw it up =))

aragorn said...

yes fami small world...:)

mohamed... LoLz...:P

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the most common nick i got from my friends is angry-kid or anger management(needed). i normally see the glass half empty. the ideas i believe in are mostly laughed at by people. as much irritated, saddist pessimistic as a human being can be....X-(