Life Journey Novels & Stories

What I can't tell my mother I tell my grandmother because she is so much more understandable and she is always of good advice. Our life is worth what it cost us in effort. What is life? A delirium. What is life? A shadow, an illusion, and the greatest of goods are hardly counted. Yes, all of life is a dream, and dreams themselves, what are they? Dream!We are all resigned to death; it is to life that we cannot resign ourselves to, the root of the problem is that humans stop at the superficial side of what is life, I know it and I feel it there ' has a lot more than that, and I want to live it, I want to live happy days, when I see other people laughing out loud and going out, having relations

He's a perfect creation of God! As he moved his eyes up from his phone, I hastily moved my eyes down. Oh my god, if he catches me staring at him like this what he would think about me. I wondered and started writing. Life is not less than the story of the movie. It's full of twists and turns. My brother's demise was a turning point in my life. It was the hardest time of my life. My life changed completely after losing my brother. Dad left the job because of mom and our financial condition was worsening. Then I got the idea of opening the coaching centre. Many problems came but I didn't stop. Now our coaching Center is so popular. In all this, I also came to know, what's life. People come and

"The protagonist embarks on a perilous journey, facing countless obstacles in search of his true purpose. It's a story that resonates deeply within me, as if the pages of my life mirror the trials and tribulations of this fictional hero." Layla's eyes danced with intrigue, her curiosity kindled by Liam's impassioned response. "How fascinating," she remarked, leaning forward ever so slightly. "In many ways, our own lives are a tapestry of interconnected narratives, each thread woven intricately into the grand design of our existence. Perhaps, dear Liam, our paths have crossed for a reason, to uncover the tales that bind us together."

Grandpa laughed at us and scratched his head. “ Yes...But when I reached 23, I became a friend of peace. It was addicting. I realized that it's not the life I want. I am not happy with it.. I want to experience having my own business but not the one overflowing with stress or deadlines.. I want to travel the world not because of business trips but because I want to..live. Having my own garden, my own coffee shop that doesn't give the best of the best coffee but atleast the ambience is..holding hands with serenity. Existing is truly beautiful...and I am in great honor to exist in the same time with the best people.”

Without even seeing it in action, I know it's the expression she used to fight her way through the battlefield of the classroom. “…I was like that, too. From the day I was born until now, actually. I had a personality that never changed. Or maybe more like a worldview.” I continue, with my face looking down. “What?” “To me, life is the worst kind of game. Life is absurd. Cool characters profit, and poor characters are exploited. There are no principles worth respecting. It’s just a game of chance. There’s no point in pouring my time and energy into something like that, and there’s no need to. That was my way of thinking.”

'Life is similar to a bus ride. The journey begins when we board the bus. We meet people along our way of which some are strangers, some friends and some strangers yet to be friends. There are stops at intervals and people board in. At times some of these people make their presence felt, leave an impact through their grace and beauty on us fellow passengers while on other occasions they remain indifferent. But then it is important for some people to make an exit, to get down and walk the paths they were destined to because if people always made an entrance and never left either for the better or worse, then we would feel suffocated and confused like those people in the bus, the purpose of th

I said and sat down. “Fine. When do we leave?” Elana asked. “Tonight. We leave tonight. I am trying to see if I can make some arrangements for us to ditch these royal identities and come up with new ones. I am afraid I might never want to come back here again. This place holds too many complications, one that had totally changed the course of my life” I said and took the cup of orange juice that Elana had served. “Don't drink that. It has a little alcohol in it” Elana quickly said and made to take the glass from me.

🌊 🔥 CHAPTER 01 🔥🌊 Life, they say, is a mystery. Life they say, would be dull indeed without all the mystery around. What would be left to strive for if everything were know. The mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve but a reality to experience. I always had this thinking that I was a random kid, a kid like others, totally no difference from other teenagers apart from the fact that our personalities are different. I’ve always wanted to find out who I truly am.

She would never go back to that, but they were grown now and she had the right to go out for a picnic and enjoy herself! “What is your problem, Sean! I didn’t intentionally upset any of you. I just got back from a life-altering event! Jack understands what I’ve been through. Have you ever been on the brink of death like that. On the side of a mountain, clinging to life? This can’t be equated to drug addiction!” Though she herself had thought them similar when she was trying to survive.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!