Life Is Journey Novels & Stories

"Well, is that a generalization? What exactly is it referring to?" "Usually, when someone has an enemy, they try to one-up the enemy, better them at whatever they do. But when you do that, you end up being nothing more than a follower. There are lots of followers in the world; you're not going to be one of them." No, I need you to be strong, so I can go on with my life and not worry about you when the time comes because there's no escaping that for me. "Still don't get it?" Instead of tears, she was now looking up at me with confusion.

He greeted Aina. “Jazz this is Sandhya. Today you will be patrolling with her.” Jazz nodded and guided Sandhya towards the ground which they were going to patrol. “Your name is Jazz? I am Sandhya. I hope we will patrol today peacefully.” Jazz just shook his head. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” Jazz looked at her nervously. “It’s…it’s nothing. Nice to meet you.” Sandhya noticed the badge he was wearing. “You are also a high schooler and Second year? Then you would be senior to me. Why are you nervous?”

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.

She had been naive enough to believe all these other deceased men had gone to somewhere like New York, or maybe San Francisco, and had started a better life. Lani felt stupid as she recalled all the times she'd called Alistar Raven in hopes his new wife would pick up the phone and ask why some random girl was calling her husband. She'd hoped she'd hear the sounds of a little one crying or laughing in the background... She'd prayed for a better life for him, and for what? He was already dead. "How could you?" she voiced, slowly turning toward Jax and Isabella. "Lani, what're you talking about, nina?" Isabella replied, crossing her arms and raising her brows.

I closed my eyes that moment, feeling his cold icy breath resting on my face, thinking he was like a dead guy whose ghost still lingers on this earth, and was here to disturb my slumber. And came along with my painful memories, were like books with chapters, deep and horrible, and the suffering I wanted to end. I recall how my body jarred with each blow, how the pain seared through my skin, and took away every feeling of safety I ever had. I vaguely remembered my childhood, my family with me, but my longing to journey to succeed, my dreams to be recognized, to get out of my miserable life burned in my heart like a tattoo. "I desire to have a voice. The most beautiful singing voice."

There was nothing special about her life, she owned no relations in this world, just a few ones, which weren't related to her even truly, why was she even running after mirages, when the only truth had waited for too long. She should embrace the ultimate truth, and get the wheel going, there are lot better rewards for her meager life, she thought to herself. She thought of paying her life, sacrificing her only pathetic life for a greater cause, and joining the journey to Elysium. After all, they were her sisters, they deserved a better life even, she wished to join the King and the Queen, feeling deep sorrow for them to wait for this long. She thought to herself and made her heart believe th

It took few attempts but he stood up and with slow steps moved toward his room to get ready for his Job. It hurts. Every inch of his body hurt with even a slightest movement but he don't have the time to rest. He need to earn. He need to learn his responsibilities. (After all he has a father to feed) He didn't get to shower, he just washed the evidences of today’s episode, he was already late so he just took his blazer off and put the zipper on and moved out of the door and started walking to the familiar road to the store busy thinking and letting his steps to take him to his destination. He look up at the sky and said: "Life is not the bed of roses, it's the circle of pain and suffering.

Peace I am at unease I am at unease Is suicide Is murder The only way we die Is killing a person Each day by hurt Agreed way that One can apply Or is this not murder Or is it sane Who will define Ill health Pain of heart It is enormous at times I won't survive In this surrounding For my current life Too for me It is a huge surprise This is life Is this is life For which I claimed For which I succeeded To fail, many deaths Many a suicide In return Do I get This is life Is this a life Or death? ****** Engaged with a few It becomes many It becomes a big As you practice There will, be hope Somewhere In something Hidden For me too I know the tragedy Way too old It didn't come my way When I practi

Because they do love me! I've been thinking a lot about life journeys lately. Looking back at mine and seeing how far I've come, remembering how difficult things were at times and how persistent I remained throughout. I've also been thinking about how each of us is on our own journey, weathering challenges and heartbreaks and celebrating accomplishments, each of us making our way, step by step, to follow our hearts. Everyone's journey is unique. Where we're headed. Our goals. Our detours. Life is this beautiful, magical, scary thing. Unpredictable, uncontrollable, but there are always recurring truths. Our own truths. Leading us onward.

What has been said by her friend is very approved by Baby, until whenever humans will never be able to interpret something properly and correctly because humans have a limit on the ability to do those. Baby smiled and patted Leo on the shoulder. "You're right, until whenever we might not really be able to interpret the meaning of life even when we are old, but what is certain is that life is a journey we have to do with all kinds of events happening to us, until finally we can no longer continue that journey. is both a gift and an opportunity. " What had been said by Baby Leo agreed. Leo took his orange juice and drank it up, wiping his mouth as he finished breakfast.