A piece of my heart (touching story)

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One day a young man, standing in the middle of the town, proclaimed that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and admired his heart. There was not a flaw in it. Yes, they agreed that it truly the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

Suddenly an old man appeared and said, "Why, your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine!" All of them looked at his heart. It was beating strongly, but it was full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't quite fit right and there were several jagged edges. In some places there were whole pieces missing.

The young man laughed. "Compare your heart with mine. Mine is perfect, yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," agreed the old man. "But I'd never trade it with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love. I tear out a piece and give it to them. Often they have given me a piece of their heart which does not fit exactly into the empty space so there are some rough edges, which I cherish because they remind me of the love we shared."

"Sometimes I have given my love away leaving deep gouges in my heart. They are painful but they remind me of the love I have for these people. I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have been waiting with. So you see my heart is more beautiful than yours."

The young man had tears in his eyes as he heard this. He walked up to the old man, tore a piece out of his perfect heart and offered it to him with trembling hands. The old man took his offering and took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed in the wound in the young man's heart. It filled the gouge, leaving jagged edges in the young man's heart.

The young man looked at his heart. Not perfect any more, but more beautiful than ever.

This story is a courtesy of Dr Lalit nihal

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