My journey started in my college, when I picked up freelancing not out of passion, but out of sheer necessity—to pay my tuition and survive on something other than instant noodles. What began as quick design gigs between assignments soon became my favourite form of procrastination. By the time I graduated, I realised my “side hustle” had quietly stolen the spotlight.

So, I officially traded standing before a big electrical panel, hard hat and hum of machinery for design briefs, coffee with music and embarked on a full-time career as a designer. In between projects, I treated design courses like Netflix series—binge-watching tutorials on typography, interface design, user research and the occasional deep dive into colour psychology just for fun.

Now, I’m not just designing for aesthetics—I’m designing for experience. I’m stepping into the shoes of a product designer, pushing boundaries, asking too many “why”s, and occasionally sketching ideas on coffee-stained napkins. After all, what’s a career without a little adventure… and a lot of Ctrl+Z?