A World of My Own

| This is the 365th story of Our Life Logs |In 1987 in the city of Lahore, Pakistan, I became the first-born son to Rehman Fateh and Shad Begum. Our family was poor but very happy in our small world. In the following years, my parents had my two sisters and my brother, increasing the joy of our home.I grew up watching how hard my father … Continue reading A World of My Own


Waiting for Peaceful Skies

| This is the 330th story of Our Life Logs |A patient of mine, a World War II veteran, sat in front of me on the examination table. I made a note in his health card and suggested some vitamins for better vision.He shrugged, “It is hopeless, Doctor. I will never see anything clearer than the battlefields in 1944. Those pictures hold me there, taking away … Continue reading Waiting for Peaceful Skies