short story

Hospital Window

A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could! n't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

thenx
Amazing Story

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thenx
Amazing Story

you are most welcome nadooosh

يسلموواخي ع الموضوع
بصرحه ولا اعرف اكتب كلمه انجليزي ههههههههه اعرف اقرء بس هههه
ولا كنت رديت عليك
تحيتي

Thank you my brother, Fahd on this story greetings to you

Thank you Fahd

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يسلموواخي ع الموضوع
بصرحه ولا اعرف اكتب كلمه انجليزي ههههههههه اعرف اقرء بس هههه
ولا كنت رديت عليك
تحيتي

حياك الله اخوي ساحر
مرورك كفاية وزياده كمان
كل الشكر لسمو شخصك

المشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة الاميرة هيااا

Thank you my brother, Fahd on this story greetings to you

many thanks for your presence here princess

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Thank you Fahd

you are welcome my dear

Wallah wallah that this is the best story

From all of the stories that I have read this week

I felt so sad when I read that one of them died

And I felt so happy when I found that one of them was trying to make the other happy

It is really nice to make anyone happy even if you lie

Thanks bro I really enjoyed reading that story