Zindagi Fasana Hai Novels & Stories

Sometimes the best revenge really is living well. And fucking better.

He killed me. All things that have life will eventually wither away — that is the fundamental truth of life. We will all wither away and die sometime in the future. After we have fought the wars, faced the trials and tribulations, overcome the challenges, we all will die at the end. After pushing through the hurdles of our youth and adulthood, after trying our hardest to stay alive and survive till the next day, we will all still die at the end. This just tells us that all is vanity.

Lived. And that's so much better than any fairy tale. That's everything.

After all, a man only lived once and they would be gone if the Grim Reaper came for them. Zayn continued to speak, “I hope that you won’t parade your superiority when you’re confronted by an opponent that you can defeat. Surrender when you should surrender. Where there is life, there is hope. Being alive is the most important thing of all.” No one breathed a word as they were staring at Zayn.

"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.

Life is so confusing. ***

Chapter 49: His Life Zaina’s POV In this world, life is like a game of survival. You need to be brave, wise, and strong to survive. The only difference between life and a real game is… once you die, it’s over. You can’t be resurrected. If you’re lucky enough to stay alive, then move forward and continue living in this chaotic and cruel world.

she asked, "your story Is pathetic but still, eat your food, and drink your juice," Zack said, "I'm waiting for everything and even death Is among what I'm waiting for now, because I sojourn In Johannesburg for more than three years, and going back with nothing" explained, "Is this life worth living at all?" she said, "yes, this life Is worth living because there Is lots of fun, hope, and enjoyment, though, this life is full of different experiences, I still love living my life to the fullest," Zack said,

“Do you? Do you know what you're doing right now? I think you don't know so let me tell you, girl. You've been staying up night and day for almost a week! Do you want to die early? The world has faced a lot of troubles—floods, earthquakes, storms, and even a freaking zombie apocalypse! But then what? You'll die staying up late?” Facing Eden's rockets of accusations, Farrah can't find herself to argue. Eden's words were nothing but facts, there's no denial in that. It's been almost a week since she had a full night of rest. She could survive these days probably because of her excessive caffeine intake. Eden was right, she'll eventually die if she continues living this kind of lifestyle.

“Susanna! To me!” My heart combusts in a series of erratic beats when I catch sight of a sole figure running along the clear field. A sob breaks from me as Zefiro races for me, yelling my name. He’s fast, but he’s too far. He’ll never reach me in time-- Fuck that. I’m not going to die like some deer being chased for sport. I’ll die when I’m fucking old, with a damn cat curled around my legs, watching a telenovela, only because I’m never getting married again. Or maybe I will. Maybe I’ll have kids. Or not. Who cares? I’ll fucking live, because there’s no way I’ll suffer every moment of my life, never to know a moment’s peace.