I don’t just design buildings—I give shape to silence. Your home should whisper to you in the golden hours, when the light slants just so and the walls hum with the warmth of lived-in stories. Every curve, every threshold is a verse in an unwritten poem—one that cradles your mornings and shelters your dreams. I’ll ride through monsoon rains to find the right stone, or sketch by lamplight until the lines feel alive. Because architecture isn’t about spaces; it’s about the quiet magic that happens within them.