happy love story

The dark forest near the lake was only half a mile from the city. Marc took his bag and started walking towards the city. He felt thankful for the cool breeze that has sober down the climate. The street was a bustling market, odd enough a lot of people were out in the afternoon. Marc made his way through the pool of people and tried to inquire about the castle. However, all he received in return were blank looks. He realised things have not been going well in the city and people were somehow scared with foreign visitors. �There must have been something. There is a story behind their looks. I need to find out,� he said to himself as he bumped into a small girl. �I am sorry I didn�t see you,� said the small girl and got on her knees to pick her collection of stones. �Wow, these stones are beautiful. Where did you find them?� Marc said as he got down on his knees and started checking out the stones. �There are a lot near the lake but I don�t get to go there. Princess Tamina gave me these,

The sky is clear, a cool breeze has toned-down the scorching heat; forcing the people to take a stroll around the busy street of Atanu, a small kingdom in the north named after its king. While the meaning of this kingdom is divine, things have not been going too good for its people. It is those times, where one king would go to any extent to overpower the other. Atanu was however, a different type of a ruler. He believed in kindness and he was happy ruling his own kingdom. He never asked for more and never had he ordered his army to overpower the adjoining kingdoms. But the world out there was not very kind. Going by the impression of the man Atanu was, many rulers tried to strike a deal with him. He however, declined to collaborate with any one of them and requested them to leave his kingdom in peace. The rulers were adamant and wanted to dethrone Atanu and take over his kingdom. The geographical location had everything to do with it, located at the northern valley, it was one of the

I am writing this for you, for all those who are at a juncture where suddenly the road ahead seems blurry, where suddenly you are feeling choked and you feel you might break down at any given point of time. I am not writing this to inspire you, I don�t know whether I can inspire you or not. But I am compelled to write this because when I see you getting distorted by life and its insecurities, it saddens my soul. The question must be here why? A few years ago, I decided to change the flow of my own life and since then I have been working on it, still waiting for that one moment when I will feel that I have reached closer to it. It hasn�t happened yet, I don�t know when it will happen but I know one thing that how much ever time it takes I am not going to stop fighting. I am not going to stop fighting the demons that surround me every time I am left alone in the vicinity of myself. I am not going to stop believing in myself and that no matter what the world tells me, what the society fee

"73.5%? Seriously? This is how you're going to intrigue your future? Your career? Look at the 12th Board mark sheet. That 93.5% is ashamed of you! Look at yourself! How flawed and maimed you have become... What that busty social monster has done to you!" My heart compelled my eyes to immerse itself in the salty secretion of lachrymal gland. Those words of my inner voice constantly echoed and pricked my heart's papillary muscles and I couldn't hold back those 'tears' anymore. That one drop slowly rolled down my cheek, captivated in the gloominess and despair. "You're right..." I blurted out finally. "Of course I am. I always was but only if you did listen. Even Success and Confidence have left us. Tell me, being social really helped? Trying to be an extrovert which you can never be? Going out for a series of movies and ignoring your responsibilities towards studies? �Instead of nourishing your talents, you spend hours at trying to sociali