Life Is Journey Novels & Stories

Alexander almost muttered sorry to her, his eyes softening but Darren broke the ice. "How are you feeling?" He asked looking at the girl. The girl smiled as she breathed a deep sigh. "I c-can b-breath properly." She croaked out feeling extremely light. Cherishing the feel of normal breathing. Alizey stared at the window beside feeling like a millennia has passed. The warm breeze swept across the room making a warm feeling envelop her. She can live again. She can breath again. Yet after all this she felt like a new life has been awarded to her. Like that to the branches of the spring trees, where the leaves born again after facing the harsh nature.

I am glad that I can lift my voice to the sky and say that I made it. I want you to know that every moment in life is special. From picking up your child at school to being the child who is going to school. From waking up in the morning to check your heartbeat to feeling the heart of others. All these moments are special. I value every moment that I spent with Clag as much as I value every moment that I have spent with someone who is dead that I am unaware of. I also value every moment I spend with everyone of you who is reading my personal experiences in life. You know, they always say life is a pleasant journey and you may never know when you are lost in it. I say, life is a pleasant journ

I squeaked. My future was with them, Anna and Andy, Beth and Jack, Duke and Em, Ronny and Livy. It was with Edward Collin, my best friend, my boyfriend. Life is like a long journey to a beautiful destination. You have to choose the people to bring along and who to leave behind. The roads are often bumpy and you may turn to the wrong path. But it’s okay. Its experience. You’ll eventually find your way back to the right track. This is my life’s journey and I have chosen the people I want to tag along with me. I found loyalty, friendship, trust and honor, I found love. I found a family. This is my odyssey!

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Nisha's pov 🗯Life is a journey and the road we travel has twists and turns which sometimes leads us to the unexpected places and unexpected people. But in turn it always lead us to our destination🗯 How true the lines are.... Life is very unexpected isn't it. We will dream about something but it will happen the opposite. Once I hated my life down to the core because the situation was like that and now everything changed completely and I am loving this phase.

I understand you are very unsure, and it's perfectly fine to be. I want to start the journey of my life from the very bottom with you. I want to reach the pinnacle of this journey only with you. I want to eventuate a haphazard journey and travel through the length of the roads and flow of the rivers, take a road as it comes by without any pronounced destination. Only with you.

I said and walked away without looking back. Walking back to my apartment, I felt a sense of peace. Life was unpredictable, filled with twists and turns. But I knew I had the strength and resilience to face whatever came my way. And with each step, I felt a little more hopeful, a little more confident. The road ahead was unknown, but I was ready for the journey. After all, I had already come so far.

Then she reads part from a letter that I never managed to finish writing, “My beloved, They say that life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”

Is this chick actually lecturing me on the 'Game of Life'. "Functions on what?!" I blurt out. "There's no rules to this crappy game! It's based on luck." "You're only half right." she says. "Life is indeed a terrible game. Everything about it now—is just corrupted." So, she thinks so, too! And here I thought I was the only one with that vision. But why does she look disatisfied? "But here's where we're different." Charlotte continues. "Life is a malleable game. That's what you can't see."

"Walking not running, because life is a journey, not an escape." *** Reya pondered in his room thinking about the statement of a small child she had known for 4 days. In the contents of his head now there are many questions about something that made her curious until now. She wanted to question everything to the little girl who was now lying on the bed beside her.