Without Music Life Would Be A Mistake Novels & Stories

​Chris's POV ​The music was pure, unadulterated heaven. I was living my absolute best life, my body moving effortlessly to the heavy Afrobeat rhythm vibrating through the loft. Bianca and Kelsey were nearby, laughing and talking, but I was completely lost in the beat, spinning around with a huge grin on my face. ​As I turned, my hand accidentally brushed against someone else's. ​"Oh, sorry about—" ​The words died in my throat.

There's only one thing would make this moment that little bit more special. Morgan turned on the Bluetooth speaker in the living room, connected his phone and clicked on his special playlist which he felt was adequately titled: In my feelings. It was a playlist he had become very familiar with, despite the fact that it was just recently made. The massive speaker boomed into life, filling up the room with its beautiful melody. Morgan downed the other bottle and proceeded to dance in the centre of the room. Sad moments required sad music to make one feel better and science backed up this fact.

“What is? The drive or the music?” “Both, but mostly the music.” “I love this band,” she said. “The Winterests. Have you listened to them before?” I shook my head. “No, but I think I might start to,” I said. “The lead singer has a really distinctive voice.” “He’s amazing live if you love witty banter,” she said. “Ugh, I miss live music. I haven’t been to a concert in forever.” “We ought to go see one together. I’ve been due for some live music for a while,” I said.

(Penny’s POV) I’ve always thought life should come with a soundtrack. Something dramatic, maybe a low cello hum when the critical moments happen, or a swelling violin when the hero finally notices the girl. But my life? It’s more like the generic hold music you get when you call customer service, pleasant enough, but you’re just waiting for it to end.

Dishey went on to explain " life is like a piano; There are white buttons, which are happiness, and there are black buttons, which are sadness, but make sure that you will play with both in order to give life a tune. The world is three days: Yesterday we lived it and it will not return, today we live it and it will not last, tomorrow we do not know where we will be, so shake hands and forgive and leave creation to the Creator, you and I and they and we are leaving. From the bottom of your heart, forgive those who offended you. A life led by your mind is much better than a life led by people's words. Despite the difficulty of life, it has a special flavor.

The ones which are mine I wish to know them Redefine Dimensions of music Abilities insane Driving happiness within Going beyond sun rays This is life This is life for me I will rejoice fo begin I will begin with joy I know I can stand One sound in many lands I will win from brutality of earth’s war With diplomacy at peak Who will win me Won’t be called a man For fair and wisdom I will imbibe in law What I don’t achieve Won’t be assigned another thought There will be for nothing beyond reach Nothing that I cannot repair Life’s fair Life’s fair Don’t count misfit Face it anyway One day it will be fair Life will be fair with me For storm doesn’t speak of death Each hour I am to begin within as

If maybe, just maybe, strength wasn’t about tearing others down. I was so lost in the music world that I didn’t hear the front door open. Didn't hear his footsteps, until it was too late. “Andrian!”

The smoke smell was fading now, and he smelled more like himself - he was using the same soaps, the same deodorant, the same aftershave as he had always used - but most of all, he was still Owen, the man she had known since he was a boy, who had been her best friend for two thirds of her life, who had been her first kiss, and her first and only lover. “I need to do this,” he murmured. “I need to see if my music can take me somewhere in life. If I don’t, I will regret it. But, when I think about that life, without you in it, I can’t see it. I want you there to celebrate when we have our first concert, when my song is on the radio, when we win our first award, or cash our first big cheque. The

Some people might think of it as crazy but the truth is you could only understand the true art behind music when you are truly in that mood. For example, if a person is in a break-up mode and is listening to a very popular love song, it frustrates them to the core. But the same person when listening to a lonely song, it connects you into deep nature on another level. Music has no bounds. It is the source of life for me. Whenever I hear music the only thing I can think of is music. Nothing matters. Just for those minutes, we feel free and calm. A peace that you will have on a different level. Art is something I understand very deeply. That is why maybe when I entered the art room a familiar n

The weighty responsibility of those words settle on my shoulders and I can't seem to shake off the heaviness. I don't say, "Yes Ma." I can't. But I make sure to smile back. Music is the glue that keeps my heart together. Sorry, if you had something important to say and I wasn't listening. Sorry, if I was too busying listening to music talk. I was scared. I am scared. That if I stopped for a moment, if I turned down the stereo I'd run out of glue and my h e a r t will fall apart —Amanda.