Distance between Love & Heart

Anger Vs Love


A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled ‘n asked.


‘Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?’


Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, ‘Because we lose our calm, we shout.’


‘But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.’ asked the saint


Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.


 Finally the saint explained, .


‘When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.


What happens when two people fall in love? They don’t shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small…’


The saint continued, ‘When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper ‘n they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other ‘n that’s all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.’


He looked at his disciples and said.


‘So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.’


Evergreen Wishes,





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 starred … how could 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.


Physical perfection is not always beautiful.