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