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Toronto Star, Ontario ed.
Thursday, May 16, 2002

Before she could buy a house, Mehreen Raza had to learn all about the process

With a sweeping view of downtown Toronto from the top floor balcony of her new house, Mehreen Raza marvels at being the first person in her family to own a home.

"Even my father rents, so this is really exciting," says Raza, who moved in two months ago.

Raza (no relation to the writer) had always dreamed of having her own house, not realizing the amount of "education, homework and hard work that would go into this undertaking," she says.

In her home country of Pakistan, young couples usually live with family until they've saved the entire price of a house. Their parents may help out but mortgage loans are unheard of.

"So I started to learn a whole new terminology: mortgage, equity, closing- it was all new to me," explains Raza, who turns 32 today.

A newcomer to Toronto in September 2000, she had never planned to settle in Canada. "It was somewhat by default because I hadn't really intended on making my life here."

"In 1994, I had completed my LL.B. (Bachelor of Law), was working with an NGO (a non-profit community organization) of my choice and was happily married to my best friend, Zaheer."

Raza and her husband, an airline executive, were saving to eventually buy a house. In 1996 the couple had a son who died of congenital heart failure a month after he was born.

"I was shattered and thought this is the worst tragedy that can happen to a woman but I was wrong." Three months later they were in a car crash in which her husband, who was only 30 at the time, died in her arms. Raza sustained only minor injuries.

"That was the end of my dreams. I was 27 years old, a widow and had two choices," she explains pragmatically. "I could either have gone back to my parents' home or lived the life of a grieving widow- neither of which appealed to my independent nature.

"So I decided to leave Pakistan for just long enough to clear my mind and decide what I really want to do."

A British Council scholarship to The School of Oriental and African Studies in England helped make up her mind and, in 1998, she left for London.

"My idea was to get my post-graduate degree and see if I could go back to settle in Pakistan. But in London, my friends discouraged me from returning and helped me apply for Canadian immigration."

Although she didn't know anyone here, Canada was seen as an immigrant-friendly country and her friends thought she'd feel comfortable here.

After getting her degree, her papers were processed and she arrived in Toronto in September 2000. "It all happened so quickly, I had no time to think or plan. I was completely lost and scared, because I knew no one.

"It was the film festival weekend and impossible to find a hotel so I stayed at a bed and breakfast downtown, and later moved in with some relatives of my husband who were referred to me. I had no idea that finding a job and renting a place would be so hard."

"After advice and guidance from St. Stephen's HRDC (government-run employment centre) at Bathurst and St. Clair, I found a part-time job. Simultaneously I was looking for accommodation, but no one wanted to rent to a new immigrant with no credit history."

Raza commuted 75 minutes every day from her home downtown to her part-time job as an administrative assistant in Scarborough.

"It was a rough time mentally, physically and financially; but I was learning to persevere and determined to survive despite the odds, because I actually liked Canada and could see a future here."

Three months later, after Raza got a full-time job as Toronto regional project director for Pro Bono Law, Ontario- working on a project set up by the Law Society of Upper Canada and community organizations- she began searching for housing in earnest.

"My first rental was a basement apartment in the St. Clair area, which was familiar, and the landlady was a lawyer who knew me from the Law Society."

"Having settled into a job, I started thinking about my own home, a dream from my married days, but a banker friend advised me to first build my credit history and learn about home buying in Canada- 'a different scenario from back home,' he said."

Post Sept. 11, when interest rates fell and the market outlook changed, Raza felt she was ready to buy. She met with Sushanta Sen, a banker with Royal Bank "who helped educate me about the process of buying a home.

"Being from the same background, he understood how naïve I was and explained everything from interest rates to income tax."

She decided to look downtown because it was familiar and close to work but was unsure what to buy.

"Condos fit my budget but the condo fees were too high."

Raza finally decided on a house "because I was used to wide open spaces and liked the idea of the independence. I started my search and on the first day I looked at five or six properties, but to my horror, the homes that fit my budget were old and ugly and the ones I liked, I couldn't afford!"

The last house she saw that day was hidden on a one-way street in the heart of downtown.

"I wouldn't call it my dream house, but it had character and was different so I guess it was a bit of love at first sight. The owners had upgraded it with hardwood floor and new light fixtures, but (the required down payment) was over my budget." Built on three levels, the semi-detached house was about 10 years old and spread over 1,400 square feet with a back patio, basement, garage, fireplace, two bedrooms on the second floor and a master bedroom on the top floor with a balcony overlooking the city.

"What a view in the morning!" says Raza who had already envisioned having her morning coffee on the balcony. She immediately called her banker friend, told him she wanted the house and asked what to do next.

A few days later she was back. "It was a strange scenario, my real estate agent sat inside and tried to negotiate with the owners while I sat in the car and negotiated with the bank. I could only afford to put 5 per cent down while they wanted 10 per cent. So I decided to take a gamble and agreed on the 10 per cent.

"Next morning I called the bank and they agreed to give me a line of credit to cover the extra 5 per cent.

"It was a huge risk and my first big decision all alone so I paced up and down that night. At 3 a.m. I called my parents in Pakistan and told them what I had done- they were so excited."

Raza took possession of her home last March 15 and looks upon this as a first step toward a permanent life in Canada. "This is the best place in the world and I love it."

And she can't wait to celebrate her acquisition with her mother and brother who are visiting from Pakistan this month.


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