Life in the early 1990s in Karachi, the largest and most populous metropolitan city of Pakistan just couldn’t get any better. I grew up at a time where my family were striving in a booming retail business. The Ali family were known by all as being wealthy, affluent and a family of entrepreneurs. Life was treating me well. My father fulfilled all my desires; I just needed to give a slight inkling of what I wanted and my father would fetch me the latest gadgets my wondering mind could imagine.
I had just seen a commercial on the T.V, beautiful sandy beaches, kids gleaming with delight with a huge smile on their face, I wanted to be there. That very morning I told my father I wanted to go to LA, I wanted to see that very place I had seen on T.V. A week later, I was on a flight to LA, I was 9 years old at the time.
I was pretty fortunate growing up; I lived with my parents and extended family. We had a maid, a cook and I and my sister attended a private school.
Ismailimail 