My journey in architecture started with a
childhood dream. We lived in Bombay in front of the beach at Versova and
every morning on waking up I would greet my friend, the sea. So familiar had I become
with the different ‘sounds of the sea’, that I would gauge its mood depending on the pitch and frequency
of the waves. Many a times, I would find my friend laughing, at times exuberant, sometimes simply pensive and thoughtful.
The horizon remained an ever-present mystery. One unwavering desire was to swim to the end of the horizon to see what lies beyond it.
Kshitij ke uss paar…
I would stand on the promenade on a moonlit night and see a black shimmering void on one side
and a bustling world on the other. How did that happen ? The idea of being able to create
a world out of a void, create space where there was only sound, fascinated
me like no other.
It led me to becoming an architect.