There was a blind boy who hated himself because he was blind. He hated everyone, except his loving fiancee ( 5atibto ya3ni :p ). She was always there for him. He told her, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to him. When the bandages came off, he was able to see everything, including his fiancée... She asked him, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The boy looked at her and saw that she was blind. The sight of her closed eyes shocked him. He hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of his life led him to refuse to marry her.
His fiancée left in tears and days later wrote a note to him saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to him. When the bandages came off, he was able to see everything, including his fiancée... She asked him, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The boy looked at her and saw that she was blind. The sight of her closed eyes shocked him. He hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of his life led him to refuse to marry her.
His fiancée left in tears and days later wrote a note to him saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
إذا أنت أكرمت الكريم ملكته** وإذا أكرمت اللئيم تمرد
This is how the human brain works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
This is how the human brain works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
1 comment:
كنت قد قرأت اشياء مثل هذا قبل ذلك ..لكن تعليقا على فكرة التضحية ونكران الجميل ..
الانسان عموما بطبعه يرى الافضل في وقته ويفعله بغض النظر عن النتائج او الاخرين ..حاجة زي ال
greedy algorithms
.. ليس كل الناس هكذا ... لكن هناك في شخصية كل واحد نوع ما من تلك الانانية والنكران للجميل ..ليس بالضروري ان يظهر للناس او يحدث في موقف ظاهر للعيان ..
فقط عندما تتامل ستذكر اناس كثر انكرت لهم الجميل ولم تعد تذكرهم ..
مش عارف صراحة مين اللي ناشر القصة ..او الخاطرة دي ...لكن فعلا واضح ان البلوج ده حتابعوا ..
اه ملحوظة صغيرة ..الخطوط حاولوا تثبتوها ..وتعملوا شكل ثابت للكتابة عشان شكل المدونة يكون اكثر ترتيب ..
بالتوفيق ...
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