Personal Stories

Creativity sparks joy in me — it always has. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to the idea of creating beauty through design. Growing up, I

My first shift as a waitress was quite something. Not that I was bad in English or with my hands, the opposite actually, but I discovered that I loved to talk with people.

As long as I remember, I have

This is my personal story which contains references to sexual abuse and suicide, which some readers may find distressing.

If you’ve ever had a canker sore, you know how something so small can take over your life. Here’s my latest battle, what helps me cope, and a few tips in case

Recently, I went to appear for a competitive exam. Now, this statement does not seem extraordinary, as in a country like mine, where hundreds of exams are conducted every year

🚫 The Toxic Side of the Workplace

When I first joined my current lab, a guy my age pulled me aside.

“You have to learn everything from us seniors and do it properly,” he warned.

“I learned all this

My Memoir in London from 1970 to 1978

A personal story of effort, chance, and the unseen hand of destiny in my London years

by Johnny (with Clara, AI co-author)

Prelude to My Journey to London (1)

on one fine day afternoon, i got chat from my friend (it’s a he)

He said “hey hello! I have a freelance

On the edge of Route 1, where the pavement crumbles into red clay and the flea market stretches wider than a football field, sits Table 6. It’s nothing special at

As the darkness of night approached, I had just come home from work, and it felt incredibly tiring to have to repeat the same routine every day. At 8 p.m., I entered the station where I usually waited for the