Stories Of Karma Novels & Stories

I nodded slowly. Karen's hand caressed my head, I tried to stay still feeling her warmth. I could feel his heartbeat but it was different from what I felt. It's different when I hug Yuda, my heart will beat above normal. "There is no word that karma is all part of destiny, life teaches us lessons to become more mature individuals," Karen continued wisely. "Raisa, you're cute when you're crying," he teased, cupping my face, "but you're cute and pretty when you smile," he continued, drawing a line at the corner of my lips.

Golden Cicada, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said with a solemn face, "Once the killing starts, karma will ensue. I'm concerned about you." Ding Hao nodded and said, "I will keep this in mind. I am not a bloodthirsty person and will never kill innocent people, but I won't let go of any evil person who has the blood of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciples on their hands. Buddhism stresses the law of karma. The Universe works in its way: good deeds will be rewarded while the evil ones will be punished. It is the cycle of cause and effect, isn't it?" Golden Cicada nodded and said with a smile, "Almsgiver Ding, you have a profound understanding of Buddhism."

. In fact our entire village. They didn’t find him there so they left us with a warning. If we were to live, we must find him out and ask him to surrender. We had no clue where he was, until one morning we got the news of the shoot-out at Prag-Continental. They sprayed bullets at him like we spray water on flowers. His body looked like a strainer. Bitupon Deka, my elder brother, wasn’t a terrorist, Bondhu. Here was a man, who, like you, believed that the world is round. Here was a man who wanted to live. Here was a man, who believed his sufferings to be part of a struggle. Here was a man who had done things, followed your narrative of Karma, just to end up as a strainer. And this is not the

But even if I can't bring him back to us, that doesn't mean everything ended in our life, right? We're still on the starting line of building a family of our own, and I admit we failed in our first challenge as parents, but that doesn't mean it will happen again. However, sometimes, I ask myself why this tragedy happened to us. How come the other family's firstborns are delivered normally? How come they did not experience losing their first child? What did they do? Why? Was it because I'm a vampire? A sinful being. I killed many innocent people and toyed with their feelings, and now, I am earning the consequences. Ah, yes, that's right. Now, I'm starting to believe the word karma. The heavie

The only downside of Karma is that it comes with a price. "The angry deity tried to kill my father in return by sucking his blood dry. I was not born then, and this story was only revealed to us after my father's death. In a bid to save his life, my mother and grandmother traded my older brother for his life." "What! Why?" Adam exclaimed. I understood his surprise because naturally, a parent will willingly die than kill their child to live. I needed to explain the situation to him adequately.

"Yes Sin, I really know your character." Karma, destiny and visions of the psychic for future lives, may all be seen. Like the life I've been through. It is enough to be a good person, and enough to be patient with normality and limitations. Don't hurt and it's better to leave than to hurt someone else. For the sake of maintaining kindness, which may never be received well, they are rewarded well, but it will definitely be given and rewarded with good words and kindness from others one day. Life is a system of sowing and reaping, like karma or God's retribution that seems real.

Love, in my world, was entirely a game that most of us gamble to win without having your heart put on the line, not facing the consequences of losing everything and having your heart burned to the fiery pits of hell. And here comes Karma. A five-letter word that centered on different beliefs and cultures, and yet spoke volumes. Karma reflects on your action: if you've done something bad or good, you get twice in return. It's that simple, plain logic. But for the past several hours in which I lied here in my bed, staring at the ceiling on a freaking Sunday, I asked myself what did I do wrong to have my mate deny me? Was this my Karma? Was this payback for all the hearts I've broken and left i

Below were the 100 IDs I'd chosen: KeyboardFury, NetJudge, GossipLover. Each had a red progress bar. Next to KeyboardFury showed [31/100]. Riccardo pointed at the screen, his lips trembling, as the app's rules appeared, cold and precise. [Core Rules: Each gift worth over $100 forces the recipient to absorb 0.1% of the giver's misfortune.] [Tigger: After 100 gifts, the recipient's accumulated misfortune hits critical mass and erupts within 72 hours.] [Misfortune Total: 100%.]

Elaine has earned such respect that she and her family are never forgotten, nor forsaken when it seemed to be the darkest hours of their lives. Good and bad deeds have their returns. Some call it “Karma”, and like a coin, it has its two sides. Good people only have good karma, their misfortunes are not because they are having bad karma, but because life happens. No matter how ugly a situation is, there are always the pretty sides hidden somewhere in there. And these trials in life can often show us who would stay by our sides when we are down, hold out a hand, and help us up. It can be a harvest of good deeds or a chance for others to plant such goodness for them to harvest later.

Even though Samuel and my children did nothing wrong with Clara, they still had to pay the price for my poor choice. "Samuel, I am sorry for not listening to you. I'm sorry, kids, for endangering your lives. Sorry, my unborn child. Your mama loves you. God, I acknowledge that I was wrong to act rashly and teach her the lesson of karma before waiting for your approval." However, I now realize that karma is a real witch. The law of karma is fair and just, doling out benefits and punishments in proportion to one's actions. The temperature of the room began to rise as the fire spread throughout the hallway. My breath was stifled by the fumes, and my body was bathed in sweat. All of a sudden, dar