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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 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

i read something off a book..it says if you treat someone with sincerety they will too...but i will never offer my whole heart and expect others to do the same...(i use to think this way..andd that is how i get hurt so often i guess)and says secrets that are close to me..to someone whom i don't know well....i think i should start trusting ba..and not close myself up...but of course must be smart la..when you noe the person cheating you..must noe when to siam!

somehow i have accepted the fact that some friends are only there so you can joke with them aka only when you are happy...they are too..and thus influencing you..

but when you are upset,they suddenly disappear...

meaning they are just entertaining you..and you are entertaining them too

now i know the real friends ,those that will really be there for you all the time...

treat you wholeheartedly is hard to find....

thats why must appreciate...

i wonder will these entertainers..one day be your friend?

my father says perhaps..when they understand you better,

and you understand them better...and yup....

but the 6 diamonds(thats what li ern calls us ..haha)are my true true friends....

but surely i must have more?

i am sick of keeping to myself anymore..it makes me feel bad....and make others feel bad..it's time i come out of my shell..out of my little world...yup yup...

yupyup