Optimism Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry I'm late. I'm really sorry. But I promise you, I'll be the best father. You'll be proud of me." There is a light glowing in his heart that was missing just some days ago. Right now it is a source of hope, a ray of sunshine. And the sun is Anne. His powerhouse. Bad days are gone. Perhaps that is optimism, the expectation of good things to come. It is a feeling he hasn't had in so long.

Gorgeous work place in the house of Assembly, the Governors and his colleagues who were greater than him in rank do respect him not because they were scared of him or he was richer than them but because they saw him as one who is disciplined, focused and talks less. At his workplace, If they were to be in a meeting at the house of assembly, while the others were busy arguing about a particular issue, he keeps calm without uttering a word not until they are done arguing, that is when he would actually make a point, a reasonable one at that. and finally, they end up adapting to his suggestions. Most of the time, his opinions were considered more than that of his colleagues which made some of t

In fact it seems she’s making up for the fact my first mateship was a disaster and half. I’m not sure how war is right around the corner and somehow my personal life is thriving. Granted Amara and I have a lot to work on. We have a lot to work on as a family of three. We are in an adjustment period that has been filled with ups and downs. Right now we are experiencing an up moment, but I do worry when the next down moment will come. I can’t help it. I’m a pessimist. Maybe it’s a good thing Amara is an optimist. Perhaps we will balance each other out in several ways. Making us a balanced couple. Here’s to positive thoughts and a bright future even if war is coming.

I choose to move with optimism, strength, courage, and resilience. Carly, now settled in my mind, padded around nipping playfully at the garden in my mind. Her joy was contagious, and I couldn’t help but grin as I observed her movements, letting a small flame flicker across my palm.

a grin stretched across his lip and his eyes lights up with an amused glint, and I swear he was trying not to laugh “I want to be your friend, your best friend, I want us to be the closest of friends.” Why did I feel he wasn’t talking about the usual friendship now? But I couldn’t hide my smile as a tickle of pleasure swam in my chest, “Er… okay then, I’d like that too” With a low laugh, Ian shook his head before going back to his breakfast. My week was already going on better just as I hope, that thing they said about positivity and being optimistic can be a game changer. I clicked on my phone, swiping through with one hand as I ate a bit of waffles with the other.

"There's still time. You already have his trust. Sooner or later, he will show you how broken he is. From the inside." "And if he doesn't?" "Pessimism is a choice in a tricky situation. If you keep that negativity in your head, you'll only welcome a higher possibility of failure." With my eyes closed, I replayed what happened last night. Yes, it was wonderful. But why am I expecting something more than that? "You're confused," she noticed. "Why?" "It's nothing," I denied and stood up to dress up. "What are you doing?" "Getting ready for work," I lazily answered.

She asks, curtains of fear hanging heavily on her face and in her eyes. Sometimes, it is good not to lean so much on the bright side. Being optimistic can be too dangerous at some point. Embracing positivity at this point may not be a very good sign. We must remain open-minded about anything. I mean, we already have the red flag that things are not cool. The flames we saw hours ago are enough to prove that there is fire somewhere. If we remain complacent, we will most definitely get burned. It is always said that we must be able and willing to embrace change, no matter how it comes. We should always change with change.

Life is full of ups and downs, but when we are optimistic, we find a way to sail through the storms. But what if we are tired? What if we are stuck in that storm alone? What if there was no point in sailing through? What if we start enjoying battling the storm?

“ Yes darling! It's real, it's happening. You will walk again, smile again, eat, stand, dance.. fall in love again, with money you could still birth again. Maybe just not your womb, but trust me it's still possible. Every single thing is still possible.” She shook her head. “ Optimism led me nowhere all this while mum, accept it now so it doesn't ruin you later." She leaned over, and took a deep breath. I smiled, staring at her, this was unlike her and she had gone out of her shape, and now looked a shadow of herself. She also never thought this way, she was always optimistic, and hoped for the best in any situation she found herself in.

A pure heart, traveling in the direction of the light. In between bites of his steak, Dr. Black muttered something to himself "And that is all there is to it. Despair is the polar opposite of hope. It's a chaotic and complex. As a result of not knowing where you'll finish up, despair consumes everything else, including love, hate, and all other emotions. Even you will not be able to anticipate when you will be in despair. Only the unpredictability of despair may rescue you from a bleak outlook on the future." He then nibbled on a piece of the flesh. He gently chewed the meat before swallowing it. Dr. Black then flashed another smile. "That's why I love watching individuals in a state of mis