even as a child in a small city of sukkur where fashion was never celebrated my heart was restless with creativity. 

i painted, i decorated, i wrapped gifts with care. but most of all i designed clothes.

no one around me saw fashion as something meaningful, yet i carried the fire of a designer within me a silent passion

that refused to fade.

years later, life brought me to karachi a city that never stops. a city of ambition, hustle, and dreams. i build businesses,

worked hard, and lived the life expected of me.

but deep inside, there was always a quiet void a longing for peace, for purpose, for something more real.