I learned a lot in life from my mother’s bedtime stories. Here is another life lesson to me, that I would like to share:
Once upon a time there was a sweet and kind girl named Sahar who was engaged to a nice thoughtful young man named Anoosh.
They both loved each other so much and were soon to get married. Back then, there were no vaccinations and if a very simple virus spread, many people died or stayed disabled very easily. Pox virus spread in the engaged couple’s village as well as all over the country.
Unfortunately Sahar got the disease and it started spreading all over her face and body. Each pox created a deep hole which would stay for ever on the affected person’s body.
Sahar refused to see Anoosh because the disease was contagious and she was losing her beauty forever, no matter how hard Anoosh tried. After a little while, Anoosh claimed to his family that he was sick and he was sure that he had Pox as well. But no one saw any sign of Pox on his skin. After a short period of time Anoosh announced that he lost his sight because of Pox. It was very common to go blind because of Pox.
Sahar was so sad to hear that news. She was devastated and started to see him again. They didn’t break up their engagement and got married soon after.
They lived happily and in love for thirty five years. All those years, Anoosh was still blind and Sahar had pockmarks on her face and body.
Sadly, Sahar died and left Anoosh all alone.
In Sahar’s memorial ceremony everyone saw Anoosh walking without his blind cane and seemed to be normal.
Relatives were so shocked. They had realized how truly Anoosh loved Sahar to pretend to be blind for 35 years. Sahar didn’t want Anoosh to spend the rest of his life with her being ugly, and Anoosh pretended to be blind so she would think that he couldn’t see her.