The Joy Of Life Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Be sensible. Every word carried a commanding tone. He clearly believed I would react the same way I always had—no matter how he mocked or humiliated my feelings, I'd eventually crawl back, apologizing just to stay by his side. Not this time. I gave a small shrug and tossed the phone straight into the trash can—along with the pathetic life I'd once lived. There was nothing left in this town to miss. My gambling father died years ago. I'd sold the house, and now, with my mother healthy again, we were heading overseas to start anew.

“Nah. I think we’re just getting started. We are in the happy ending part of our story of life.” He looked puzzled at me so I explained it to him that life is just like a book. The beginning is our childhood and growing pains. The middle is teenage angst and early life lessons. The chaos is our twentys and everything. Climax is the end of it all and finally is our happiness and the resolution. He nods. “Never thought of it like that.” “I found mine,” I tell him. “Hope you found yours.” “I did,” he says. We shake hands.

"She said -- Tell Zayd, tell him to live. Tell him to live his life fully, he is just thirty four, his life is just getting started, tell him that despite the enourmous pain that he feels, despite the fact that it feels he would never know joy again, tell him that it shall pass." "It shall pass, because he won't be sad forever, joy will indeed come. Tell him that I loved him, tell him I still love him, tell him I would keep loving him till I seize to exist. He made me happy, and that is the greatest joy of it." "I met him at a time where my life went to shit, and he brought all the sunshine, tell him to never lose his spark. Tell him fall in love, to have children, to feel the joy in living.

I turned around again on my bed trying to find a magic position to make me sleep and forget reality. I just couldn't rest, as I turned around my eyes landed on that one book, that one book I do not like to cslla book , I call it life. I got off my bed and walked to my drawer to pick up my bible. I had gifted one to Desiree and I had one with me. I opened it up and started reading…. One hour later…. I closed down on my bible with a heavy sigh from my lungs. My heart was now steady and normal. I looked at the bible again and just smiled, funny how much life it had and no one seems to understand the gravity it has, the amount of life it gives.

I'll die just like the villainess in the novel without accomplishing a joyful life? Once again, I remembered how similar our life is. "We are truly an unfortunate people, princess" Maybe this is the end of my life. I smiled once again before losing consciousness. If only I treasured my life more, I won't have any regrets. If God would give me a chance for a new life, I'll definitely live it Joyfully but I know, that'll never happen. How sad...

******Will this joy last for long? Find out in the next chapters

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

If only I had known that Jane would come to him, I should have come to him first, for I have first known him, he belonged to me. ‘Believe, the simple little things of today might be the bigger things tomorrow. ’ she said and pulled a book from the bookshelf; Ikigai - The Japanese Secret to a Long and Happy Life, and handed the book to me. ‘Open it to whatever page,’ I then opened the book, page 66, the first thing I read was, Live an Unhurried Life. ‘What do you see?’ she asked. ‘It says, Live an Unhurried Life.’

Life for me. ***

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