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Birth: I was born in Karachi, Pakistan. Heartland, and the epicenter for corruption. So my heart was tainted from the start lol. I was a healthy child Mashallah se, and legend has it, when I was 2 years old, i drank 6 seven-up bottles at our annual picnic. (I was a chubby kid up until gr 10)
Adolescence: When i was 7 years old, My family planned on moving to Canada. I was sad. To cheer me up, my grandmother used to tell me stories that made Canada seem like never-neverland. She used to paint pictures of how its so clean, so civilized, no crime, no corruption. (Boy was she wrong! i was so disappointed when i saw cigarette butts at the airport, this is what they called a clean country?!) One chicken leg broast was bigger than my forearm, all I can eat buffets, lots of food, and free juice. I liked juice back in the day. SO I was excited. In 1994 we moved to Canada. And I've been hating it ever since!
Growing up: I had stages in my life, where I was conforming to values and beliefs of the people around me. I was Indian at first, i even had a desi nickname within my 'gang'(boomkillah was my name, also Boomer-which evolved from poomair..which was derived from my name 'umair'), then after grade 6 Pokemon was a big craze and so were Yo-Yos and skateboarding, so I became white, and joined in with the white kids, talking like them, like totally, radically, you know bro? like diz and dat. Then near the end of middle school, i became black. Listening to rap, reggae and hiphop, downloading them before anybody else, not understanding a single word they were rapping, but acting like i knew the songs inside out, trying to fit in with my homiez. My pants never went above my knees, until i came near my house, had to fix the image before my parents b4 they kicked me out..i used to be out in the sun all day, which darkened my pakish brown colour, hoping id fit in with my black homiez...but it actually made me look like a west Indian. Finally in High school I discovered my true origins, being a Paki, and returned to the olive oiled hair (mushroom cut), with my fobby jeans and shirts. Made great friends in high school (Khumar is one!), that will always remain a special part of me, and now I'm in York University, dying to finish my Business admin degree, with honours in accounting (inshallah).
Work Experience: Really, you guys care about this?
Key skills: I love graphic designing. Ever since i was a small kid I would always pay close attention to TV commercials and billboard Ads (Still do) and ponder over how they create abstract/simple designs, to get their message across. Video Editing is another favourite past time of mine, from commercials to personal short video clips, I love it. If I had support, I would become a director, and make movies for a living. Some people go to movies for action and romance, I go to check out the cinematography and the visual effects trying to figure out how they went about achieving them. I wouldn't consider myself a Professional, but i like my own style, and I'm happy with whatever work I do, as long as people are happy with it.
My Values: I value my religion more than anything else. I'll be honest, I never live up to being a good Muslim. But I acknowledge that my religion (Islam) is still Haqq (truth). My Goal in life is to be a better Muslim, to better the world, better humanity. Its hard work, and I'm willing to put effort behind it, sometimes i get tired, but something keeps me going. I love being a Muslim, I believe that our lives are given to us to spend in the worship of Allah, and the more you struggle for Allah the better you become, struggling is the essence of life. If you're not struggling, how can you establish a sense of accomplishment? or self fulfillment? No one is perfect, but when you struggle for God, and his people, to become better for them. You die, knowing you've at least gave it your best shot, at least you tried. And I believe every human being needs to try, to be good, just, and compassionate. Its hard, and experience from my life can attest to that. But this is my pursuit of happiness.
Gupshup: I joined gupshup in 2003. I don't remember how i got on the site, but i do remember Maddy's foot. It was in the image thread and i remember he held a competition, and i modified his foot into an Elmo. Trying to test out my skill. Ever since then, I've been on Gupshup. And the only reason I don't leave is because of the members. I've made some great friends on here and I'll cherish some of them forever.