I have accepted that life is a blend of joy and sorrow, not reliant on waiting for extraordinary events or overnight transformations. The world presents itself with both ups and downs, urging me to evolve into a better person, spreading love to the Earth and its inhabitants. Happiness hinges on my ability to discover joy in simplicity and construct resilience from life’s challenges. If contentment eludes me in my present circumstances, I recognize it won’t manifest elsewhere. Consequently, I consistently strive to enhance myself, embracing the spectrum of experiences with the perpetual aim of personal improvement.
I was born in 1995 in a country known for its history, literature, and art. I grew up surrounded by poetry and literature, exploring the lands where the remnants of its buildings spoke to me about history and stories.
My life’s path intertwined literature and history from my family to school, where I delved into geometry and mathematics. Literature expanded beyond my homeland, Iran, reaching from Jane Austen and the Brontë sisters in England to Frank Herbert and George Orwell in America. While I initially understood poetry through Ahmad Shamlou in Iran, I found its liberation in the verses of Bukowski.
Geometry found meaning for me in the beauty of cauliflower flowers until the day I saw it among snowflakes.
In the later years of high school, my passion for literature and geometry became so intertwined that I explored and found my way into architecture.
Architecture, for me, was the occasional manifestation of a poetic language between geometry and numbers. When numbers and lines took the place of poetic letters, the result became bricks and adobe, borrowing warmth from poetry and longevity from geometry.