Coming to NYC was all about luck. My father and his friends were playing a lottery scheme called DV1. Through that he found out that he was eligible to come to the U.S. After that he went to give an interview and applied for visas. Once all the required procedures were done, my dad brought my mom, my brother, and I to NYC in 1998. My brother was about 5 years old and I was still a baby. In Pakistan my father was working as an accountant but after coming to NYC he wasn't able to continue working as an accountant because he was told he'd have to go to a school in NYC for two years. My father wasn't able to do this because he was always tired from working 12 hour shifts. Apart from that, another change that came about once my family moved to America was my mother and her fashion choices. Obviously both Pakistan and America have two different styles of clothing, so once here, my mother started to incorporate more American styles to her wardrobe. 

– MeenaS

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