Sukdulan Ng Buhay Novels & Stories

Bawi nalang siguro bukas? Hindi ba ganoon naman talaga sa buhay? Parang katulad lang sa sets of mysteries sa rosary. Ang buhay, hindi palaging joyful, glorious, luminous, kailangan ding maranasan ng tao ang pagiging sorrowful. Dahil ganiyan naman talaga ang buhay. Hindi palaging masaya, kailangang ding magdusa at maging malungkot.

he says, “I will stay with Suki. She shouldn’t be alone. It’s a full moon tonight. You shouldn’t miss out on the pack run.” He protests. But I insist. After he has gone, I clean her eyes and cry some more the entire time I care for her. “What’s wrong?” Elliot asks from the stall door. “Suki. She doesn’t have long left.” I cried some more. He came inside the stall and looked at Suki. “Death is a part of life.”

"You really need someone who'll tell you what living and being alive is." I shake my head. Someone huh? I don't need someone who'll make me introduce what living is. I can do that...on my own way.

My silence only angered Vivian as she sneered at me, "Jason put on a suicide act, so now you're copying him too? You're a grown man. Why are you still acting the same as before?" I still said nothing. Or maybe it was better to say I simply did not know what to say. I didn't know whether Jason had truly wanted to die, but when I couldn't reach my asthma medication, I had truly wanted to die. I suddenly felt there was nothing worth living for anymore. I had failed at everything; whether as a husband, a father, or a son. But now, I finally saw things clearly after Death's ice-cold hands brushed through my skin. I had spent my life thinking about everyone else, yet I had kept neglecting myself.

Wouldn’t they be in deep trouble if they could not leave? Alex hurriedly asked Shelly, but Shelly calmly said, “The sanctuary of Buddhism has its laws. What’s the hurry? Since we’ve come in, there’s always a way out as long as we don't die. What I’m more worried about now is that this barren land seems to be a little unusual. Didn’t you notice that life is lost?”

It made me really happy inside. "For me, a person's life is like a thread and needle. There are narrow holes we need to get in in order to go to the other side. In every hole we'll enter, it's our success. But life is not all about success. There will be a time that we will meet the other end of the needle and tie it. Now, our life is cycling continuously on the same hole."

Life is not a life if you are not living. Living and being alive is not the same. Being alive is just like… avoiding death. A life that is dull.. Can it even be classified as… life? With my eyes letting out a small glow, I can easily see the part of Kiel's body that have wound. It was glowing read.

Thanking God for all her blessings was top priority. They started trekking up the mountain as partners. Jaimee felt lucky that her partner was Jack, the guide, himself. If anything happened she had the expert himself. Her calf muscles were already starting to burn as they ascended the mountain, but further along, her adrenaline made the burn go away. She started walking faster, building up speed but Jack gave her a warning, “Don’t burn yourself out too quickly, Jaimee, we still have a long way to go before sunset. Get plenty of fluids too. But you’re all doing great, let keep going a little further before we stop to eat lunch.”