To Begin in New Delhi

| This is the 407th story of Our Life Logs | In the north of India, we pride ourselves on our “superior sophistication,” as we are fair-skinned and beautiful. Unfortunately, the north also houses some of the poorest and least privileged of the country. Labor can be as easily bought and sold as milk on the market—which is where my story comes in. I was born in … Continue reading To Begin in New Delhi

I Love This Life Because You Are in It

| This is the 402nd story of Our Life Logs | They say that daughters are a blessing, but that was not my reality. You see, I was born in a very small village in Pakistan, called Kasur, in 1979, and for years, I blamed myself for my mother’s death because she died after giving birth to me. My father was never really meant to be a … Continue reading I Love This Life Because You Are in It

A Long Walk from Yesterday

| This is the 393rd story of Our Life Logs | Living in the rural village of Echem, in South-Eastern Nigeria, I had a difficult life. I was born in 1954, the youngest of four children, but we were not my father’s only children. Most certainly not. In fact, I was 16th in the rankings, including my father’s children from his two older wives, who each had … Continue reading A Long Walk from Yesterday

The Sound of Hope

| This is the 391st story of Our Life Logs | For 13 years, silence was suspicious and peace was a trap. You see, the Democratic Republic of Congo, my birthplace, was in the midst of an ethnic conflict in the 1990s when rebels were terrorizing the country. I’m one of seven kids, born in 1996 to an aristocratic family. We lived in a Congolese village, although, … Continue reading The Sound of Hope

When You’re Determined

| This is the 360th story of Our Life Logs |I was born in 1955, in a marginalized tribe of Madhya Pradesh, India. I was the only daughter to my parents who treated me like their little princess. We were not rich, but we lived a happy and comfortable life. I saw the world through their eyes and everything seemed wonderfully beautiful.Like most parents in India, … Continue reading When You’re Determined

As I Looked into the Eyes of My True Love

| This is the 279th story of Our Life Logs | I did not come into a perfectly happy world upon my birth in 1883. My mother had always blamed my father for disappearing into his dirty business as a horseman, leaving her with five (and eventually six) children all alone in a small village in southwestern Russia. And while that may have been true and … Continue reading As I Looked into the Eyes of My True Love