Each character unravels delicately, displaying dimensions as the narrative progresses.

Question – Design? News? What? Why? What do you do again?

I am a woman every day of the year. I don’t want 24 hours to remind the world that I will speak what’s on my mind.

Jobs inspired millions to believe in the power of dreams; that’s what his true legacy is.

What the city lacks in history, it makes up for in the memory that it has - a collective of a million narratives.

A pink coloured report on how many people died in a particular bomb blast trivialises its seriousness.

The apparent helplessness. Look at me. I’m as fragile as the first rosebud of spring...

The tide of family that rains down to be a part of your joy day is enough to make you run off to Outer Mongolia.

An apple product is not just a product. It’s a commitment, a relationship, a marriage, a pact with the Devil.

So you’re another year closer to eventual organ failure. Let’s celebrate by clogging our arteries with cake.