One Day

| This is the 525th story of Our Life Logs | I have hope that one day, my dreams will come true. But until then, I will continue to dream. Let’s start at the beginning. I was born in the slums of Lahore in the 1980s. My father could hardly provide three meals a day for my elderly mother, three sisters, and me. He was very old, diabetic, and often sick, but in his … Continue reading One Day


Who I Am at the End of the Journey

| This is the 517th story of Our Life Logs | My mother had what some would call a “dirty” pregnancy, meaning my parents weren’t together and my father wasn’t in the picture when I was born in 2002 in San Diego, California. My family doesn’t talk much about it due to the stigma, but I’ve gathered the gist of what happened. My mother, along with … Continue reading Who I Am at the End of the Journey

A Matter of Life and Death and Limb

| This is the 516th story of Our Life Logs | I’m an athlete through and through, model year 1983. Football player, college scholarship, pro ball—the works. I was someone always in motion—locomoting with agility, speed, and power of leg was my life force. But what happens when that motion is tested? I grew up in California where I played every sport that had a ball. … Continue reading A Matter of Life and Death and Limb

Walls Break Down, the Sun Comes In

| This is the 512th story of Our Life Logs | “I love you,” he says as I look into the honey pots he calls eyes. I can’t control the smile stretching across my face; for the first time in my life, I’m genuinely in love with someone. In this moment, I find myself looking back on a road that almost broke me and amazed that … Continue reading Walls Break Down, the Sun Comes In

Trapped in Gray Skies: A COVID-19 Story 

| This is the 510th story of Our Life Logs | Life is unpredictable. People understand that now more than ever. But we also know that every situation occurs for a reason, and nothing is permanent. All experiences change and impact how you grow. And that is what happened to me.   I come from a small city in Pakistan called Sahiwal. I was born in the late ’90s as the youngest and the only boy of five … Continue reading Trapped in Gray Skies: A COVID-19 Story