Husband’s Love for Wife

Once in a city, lived a man who was married to a very beautiful girl. Everyone in the city would compliment him about his wife’s beauty.

Seeing this wife felt proud and happy. Both started to live a happy married life.

After some years, Wife got infected with a rare skin disease. They consulted every doctor but no one was able to treat her disease.

When the wife got to know that because of disease she will lose her beauty with time. She became scared that she would lose the love of her husband as she wouldn’t be looking beautiful anymore.

Husband tried to cheer her up every day but she would stay sad and started to avoid being in front of her husband.

But then one day, my husband went out of town for some work. While returning back to town, he met with an accident. In that accident he lost both of his eyes.

Wife felt very bad but with time they both learned to live normal lives. She wouldn’t avoid her husband anymore and would stay by his side and help him with his routine and work.

Years passed and my wife's beauty faded away. She couldn’t see herself in the mirror anymore but still she would stay with her husband without thinking about her condition.

One day, the wife died and the husband was left alone. Husband loved her wife a lot and didn’t want to live in that place anymore. So after completing his responsibilities of conducting the funeral, he prepared to leave the city.

Just before leaving, a neighbor came to him and said, “Will you be able to live alone?? For all these years your wife stayed by your side but now you are all alone.. Will you be able to move around without anyone’s help?”

Husband replied, “My friend, I am not blind.. I just pretended to be blind because if my wife knew I could see that in her worst condition, then that feeling would have been more hurt.

She was already in so much Pain and I didn't want to see her in any more pain. That’s why I pretended to be blind for so many years. She was a very good wife and I just wanted her to be happy.”

Moral: Relationship is not only about Looks but Love and Care two people have for each other.

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