| This is the 565th story of Our Life Logs® | My story begins amid sad circumstances in the 1960s. My parents were both born in India and...

With a straight face my mother replied, “It would have been better if you had let me die.”

And for a month, my heart was as empty as my home. I locked myself in my room and stared at the wall, wondering if, within the details

| This is the 544th story of Our Life Logs® | I don’t know if my story even matters, one of an illiterate woman from the slums of...

As we gathered up belongings we could fit in our hands, we sulked out the door, knowing that life was never going to be the same after this.

We spoke with my father on the phone right before he was put on a ventilator. My heart broke as I apologized to him that I couldn’t take

| This is the 540th story of Our Life Logs® | I used to always believe that everything happens for a good reason and that you have...

One morning, my wife and daughter woke up feeling feverish. I thought it was a common cold or some infection at first, but days passed

For years, I had worked day and night for my sons to get the education they needed so that they could get away from their abusive father

He looked around and came a bit closer as if all set to reveal a secret. “There are rumors that a few inmates are infected with the virus

“You can only meet him on one condition,” He replied. “You never show your face around us ever again.” My heart stopped. I couldn’t believe

My father used to tell us that a person who gets put on a ventilator seldom survives. And that was the miserable fate my father met.

Her condition was so serious that they had to put her on a ventilator. We all prayed for her day and night, but she wasn’t improving.

Coming from an area where many are illiterate, we had no idea what the virus truly was or how deadly it was. All we knew was that it was

Have you ever seen a potter while he’s at work? The exposure to the right intensity of heat for the perfect amount of time turns...

Life is unpredictable. People understand that now more than ever. But we also know that every situation occurs for a reason...

As I begin to tell you my story, please know that it is painful. Even so, I wish to do so for all the victims out there so that...

My family was not too poor, but we most certainly weren’t rich. We lived in a joint home with my uncles who were illiterate farmers...

As the baby of the family, I was the apple of everyone’s eye. My dad was a businessperson who worked at a supermarket...

The hall reverberated with the sound of applause as my name was called and I strolled to the podium. The space was teeming...