A Light at the End of the Tunnel

| This is the 445th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1998, in Lagos, Nigeria, a sparsely over-populated city with a mix of lifestyles and cultures. It was like the America of Nigeria, hence the popular saying, “No one in Lagos is from Lagos.” In my early childhood, we lived in a ghetto in Lagos called Okokomaiko, full of rain-washed fading walls and … Continue reading A Light at the End of the Tunnel

You Can Fly If You Want To

| This is the 444th story of Our Life Logs | I guess it all started when my father got his big break. During his rookie years, the law firm he was working for had been given the chance to represent a business tycoon. My father was entrusted to be a part of the team leading the case. It was supposed to serve as a learning experience … Continue reading You Can Fly If You Want To

I Came Back to Tell You to Fight

| This is the 415th story of Our Life Logs | Editor’s Note This is the story of Renee-Louise Carafice, a New Zealand-born experimental-pop songstress, as captured by the team at Our Life Logs. While the following has been written to match the tone and voice of Renee, please note that any discrepancies are creative liberties taken by the writer and agreed upon by the storyteller. Enjoy. … Continue reading I Came Back to Tell You to Fight

The Light That Shows Me the Way

| This is the 414th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in 1980 in Hackney, Inner London in the UK, as the oldest of four children. My family owned a leather factory which they had run for over 30 years after my uncle emigrated to the UK in the 1940s from Pakistan. My parents followed later, planning to work with him and start a … Continue reading The Light That Shows Me the Way

Exhale and Recover 

| This is the 379th story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in the 1990s in Belfast, Northern Ireland, during the times of “The Troubles.” If you didn’t know, The Troubles refer to a nasty civil dispute that spanned over 30 years between the British and Irish in the country over religious and nationalistic differences. Naturally, this made Northern Ireland a dangerous place to grow … Continue reading Exhale and Recover