Reflexiones Sobre Vida Novels & Stories

"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.

he started. "And what's with that?" "Well, I just want to say that you won." "Uh? Do we have some battle or what? You're just the one who wants to compete; you know love isn't a competition, not even a war nor a battle." "But that's life." Doctor Jimenez grinned. "Life is paradox; it is a mirror of confusion. Loved and be loved."

“Do you believe in this information? Since you have gained? I’m not really sure whether this thing I mean just kind of thing is possible to happen. i knew how the world is circulating even though i can say that my perspective is but a mere glimpse about what life really is…” Looking at that small piece of paper, he couldn’t really tell that those kind of thing would happen in real life. It is so big for someone to think that kind of thing is possible. It wasn’t really sure about what he should think at this moment, for he knew how life circulates. It isn’t as good as what people think it is. But even if it is not that good, he can’t really tell whether the world that they are living is as di

It has been a bit tough. I just want you to stop worrying so much about the small, meaningless stresses in life and try to remember that we all have the same fate after it all, mortal and immortal, so do what you can to make your time feel worthy and great. I have dropped lots of my thoughts below as I have had a lot of time to ponder life these last few days. Of course, it's the middle of the night when these random things pop in my head most!

Myra got lost in deep thought and replied after a long time, “I can’t remember. I always wake up in the morning and meet my friends online, for gossip and spend the rest of the day doing my work. I guess the only different thing I have done in life is coming on this expedition.” “ This is the feeling you get when you do something new or different. We have become so engrossed in our Digi-bubbles that we never step out of our houses. We do everything in a perfect routine. In the quest of attaining immortality, we have become robots ourselves.” Mr. Roy reflected. “Hmm….true…..” “True!” Wrick piped in, pursing his lips. “Life is not about the destination we wish to reach, it’s the journey that c

"You just proved you're not me." The reflection stared back at me. "...You've got to be kidding." The reflection closed its eyes for a moment. "Am I really this dense?" I bristled. "Don't say that. You're the stupid one." The reflection let out a quiet, strained laugh. "We're wasting time." Its voice lost some of its earlier calm. "I've already told you—there is no 'you' and 'me.' We're the same person." It held my gaze.

Sometimes, he feels like my whole fucking life. And, how can one not recognise life? How can one not live the life? How can I?

"Zindagi ke saare jawaab Humaari aankhon me likhe hote hai Humein ek-dusre ki aankhon mein padhna padega, Har kisi ki zindagi mein uski ek Jung hai...... Har kisi ko khud hi ladna padega Agar lamha mile tujhe koyi tehra hua, To jee le use.... Taaki phir keh sake Rang khushiyon ka aur bhi gehra hua, Falsafa ye sunke hairaan kyu hai? Hass de meri jaan pareshaan kya hai" (All answers of life are written in our eyes, We have to read in each other's eyes Everyone has their own struggles in their life, We have to fight it ourselves only If you get the moment that someone is staying for you So live it..... So that you can say that again, The colours of happiness are really dark, Why are you surpris

"I just decided to have a breath of fresh air and reflect." I stood beside her and rested my eyes in the direction of the sky where she was looking "What are you reflecting on?" I asked her "My life," she replied, her voice low. "Love, betrayal." She paused, then like she changed her mind about something, continued. "You know one moment I am a slave and the other I am being celebrated," she said. "It makes me wonder about the irony of life. After this, what's next?" I let out a deep breath "There is no point in wondering and pondering about what the future holds," I told her. "We have the whole of now to relish and just live the moment. Yesterday has passed with its worries, tomorrow is unce

Alex did not believe him. “Why is that impossible? Everything is possible!” the god of the Underworld said in a calm tone. Finally, he even recited a Buddhist sutra, “The phenomena of life may be likened unto a dream, a phantasm, a bubble, a shadow, a glistening dew, or lightning flash, and thus ought to be contemplated.” Alex was extremely speechless. It was not that he did not suspect his origins before, but he could not see through him with his primordial and divine eyes.