W̶h̶a̶t̶’̶s̶ ̶u̶p̶,̶ ̶I̶’̶m̶ ̶T̶e̶j̶a̶s̶.̶ ̶I̶’̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶s̶t̶u̶d̶e̶n̶t̶ ̶l̶i̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶G̶e̶o̶r̶g̶i̶a̶.̶ ̶I̶ ̶a̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶f̶a̶n̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶e̶c̶h̶n̶o̶l̶o̶g̶y̶,̶ ̶s̶p̶o̶r̶t̶s̶,̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶g̶a̶m̶i̶n̶g̶.̶ ̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶ ̶l̶i̶s̶t̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶m̶u̶s̶i̶c̶ ̶w̶i̶t̶h̶ ̶a̶ ̶c̶l̶i̶c̶k̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶b̶u̶t̶t̶o̶n̶ ̶a̶b̶o̶v̶e̶.̶

First of all, that's not my music. It's obviously Dua Lipa and the statements in the bio are true but just not what we need to care about. The generic bio is very boring, so here's something else. I was once a young lad that was born in Kentucky out of all places, but my stay in the United States didn’t last long. I moved to India after a year or so because of my dad’s work and I stayed there. Growing up in India for my early childhood was very interesting and extremely different from life in the US. In India as a kid after school finished, I would either get in a rickshaw with my mom who had come to pick me up or take the bus back. After getting home and finishing my work, my cousins and I were free to roam around town and do whatever we pleased until it was time for dinner. Sometimes we would walk down to the lake and across the bridge to the crazy lady’s house and mess with her. Other times it was throwing pebbles from the roof at the milkman. One thing for certain was that there was no judgment and that I had an unparalleled amount of freedom. Well, one day my dad called and told us that he had got an apartment and found a place for us. So we packed up and said goodbye to our family in India and headed towards America. America was sort of a birthday present for me, I turned 6 years old a couple of days later. I’ll always remember getting the cake at Publix and going to the dollar tree to get some candles and balloons. Everything wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, but that’s something we’ll talk about another time.