Humble Simple And True Novels & Stories

“Okay, we’ll just use the syllabus. First topic, democracy and participation.” We started on the work and I explained from the beginning to the end. “It’s about power, who has it and how they use it. Start with elections, we use a system called First Past the Post.” “Meaning?” “Whoever gets the most votes wins, even if it’s not the majority.” I explained. “So why use it?” “To be simple, it produces a clear winner and it’s easy to operate.” “So it is efficient but not necessarily representative?” “Exactly.” I responded.

She laughed again. God, he loved that sound. Axel took a step closer. "Do you know what I like most about this?" "The pancakes?" "The coffee?" "The mountain view?" "The fact that you didn't burn breakfast?" He shook his head. "None of those." Clara tilted her head. "Then what?" His gaze softened. "You." The answer was simple. Honest. Uncomplicated. For once there was no clever argument. No courtroom strategy. No carefully constructed logic. Just the truth.

He was glaring at Sophia as he seethed in anger "Sophia, listen carefully to me. I didn't choose to be humble as you said. I'm a humble man by nature and my status and class cannot change me from who I am. I can't imagine myself full of pride like you. It's just not in my character. I have advised you to learn to be humble but you have refused to listen to me claiming that that is your nature. Even if it is your nature, I believe you can work on yourself," he said.

I closed my eyes concentrating on the sound. “ ‘Larie?” Ash questioned but I shushed him. “Hush little baby, Cuca is coming, Papa went to the fields, Mama went to work.” I completed the humming sound, recognizing the tune. “What in the damn world is that?” I whipped around on Ash’s voice, and the sight left me in a shock. “The ninth wonder of the world” I spoke in shock.

Who was standing in this room now and offering me something genuine because genuine was simply the register he operated in. "Thank you," I said. "For everything. For being gracious." He looked at me steadily. "I wasn't gracious," he said. "I was just honest. There's a difference." A small pause. The particular beat of a man choosing his last words on a subject carefully. "Take care of each other." Five words. Not advice. Not the performed wisdom of someone wrapping a difficult thing in the language of generosity. Just the true thing. The simple honest wish of a man who had decided that if the person he loved was going to be loved by someone else then the someone else had better do it correct

I added, trying to ease his mind over this matter. “Do you really think that it can be that simple?” Trigo asked, laughing at the matter at hand, shaking his head in disbelief. “Yeah, make things simpler,” I responded. That was my motto my whole life. “Accept what you can not change,” I added, causing Trigo to look at me again with seriousness in his eyes. “You are also wiser than her. I would say that is caused by your rogue life,” Trigo added and I pulled my shoulders up at him.

It's not luxury that will make you happy. But, simplicity that will make you look special, Life is very simple, but we insist on making it complicated, sometimes... Happiness is simple, what makes you smile, don't let it go. Happiness is very simple, always appreciate whatever you have achieved, no matter how small... Gary thought in a while as he kept watching her as she opened her mouth slightly and made Riri come to her senses as she directly gazing her uncle quickly.

Ch-83 five months later... "Everyone! Enough!" Sharada yelled. "What is it, Sister-in-law?" Rama Krishna asked as he wiped his sweat with his sleeve on his forehead. "You all fathers and sons are idiots. You forgot to buy Kumkum Puvvu (saffron) to her with your clumsy actions," Sharada said as she shook her head. "I know brother would forget it. So I stole this," Rama Krishna said proudly. "Wow! Babai! Next time take me too. We will steal together," Laya said as she held her heavy stomach as she walked towards him.