A story of two ....and their son ..

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## **The Love That Needed No Eyes**

*Jessy Jacob ❤️*

There was a man
who had no eyes �"
yet he could walk.

There was a woman
who could not walk �"
yet she could see.

God tied their broken pieces
with a thread of love,
and they fell into each other
like destiny
that needed no permission. ❤️

It was beautiful �"
the way they lived.

She became his sight.
He became her steps.

Where he could not see,
she described the sunrise.
Where she could not move,
he carried her into the wind.

People watched and whispered,
curious and restless.

“How do you love?”
they asked.
“How do you live?
How do you become one?”

The man smiled softly.
“I have no eyes,” he said,
“but my wife shows me the whole world
through her vision.”

The woman laughed gently.
“And he,” she said,
“takes me to places
no legs have ever walked �"
places only hearts can reach.”

Some asked shamelessly,
“Do you even share
a real marriage?
Do you know physical love?”

They smiled again.

“Our togetherness,” they said,
“gave us a beautiful child.
We named him Ishaa �"
a gift born from love,
not from sight,
not from walking,
but from souls meeting.”

But the world grew jealous.

Wicked hearts
could not bear
a love so complete.

They attacked.
They took away his legs.
They took away her eyes.

Cruelty believed
it had won.

But love does not end
with the body.

Their child grew strong.
he lifted them both �"
balancing one on each shoulder,
carrying them
like sacred weights
of devotion.

The world stood confused.

“How can they still smile?”
“How can they still be happy?”
“What kind of love survives this?”

Slowly, fear turned to realization.

“These are not ordinary humans,”
they whispered.
“They are gods.”

They begged forgiveness.
They trembled.
They asked for a boon �"
“Let us die instead.
Let them live.”

The couple only smiled.

“You forget,” they said gently,
“whom you are asking.”

And the boon became truth.

Those who wished for death
remained on earth �"
a hundred long years
as humans,
learning what love truly means.

And the family of three �"
rose beyond pain,
beyond jealousy,
beyond flesh.

They returned to their heaven.

Because real love
is not about eyes.
Not about legs.
Not even about bodies.

It is about becoming
each other’s missing parts
until nothing
is missing anymore.

A love story
of me,
my husband,
and my child.

�" Jessy Jacob ❤️