Architecture is a living organism that accompanies us whenever and wherever we go, it is there whether we are in the bus, in plane, at home or at office. It is our actual partner and our accumulated memory, it is the event where passions flare and memories pour down.

Architecture is our being that we cannot get despatched of, it is our entity that is not shaped without its setting, it is our creativity that has no limit.

Architecture is the matt where every single part of our life lies in. The architect is the only person who can change our habits, believes, senses and lifestyle without overwhelming us with any sense of feeling homesick or stranger.

It is the magic that controls our happiness, sadness, moodiness, identity and our culture.

It is architecture that records our history of which its works become by the time a cultural and artistic legacy where the privilege of embodying the concept of immortality first occurs.

All kind of arts have been derived from architecture. It is truly “the Mother of the Arts” as described.

Architecture is my only passion; it is my embodiment through which I experience life with its cultural diversity. It is the hitting headline for everything, it is the most sensitive measurement of any aspect of the society; politics, culture, beauty, values and believes.

I find myself nowhere but in Architecture