You know, when I look at all the chaos and concrete in Karachi, I don't just see things breaking down, I see potential. This whole project is basically me playing out a fantasy: what if the city just took a deep breath and let go for a minute? Imagine all that crazy traffic and noise on Shahrah-e-Faisal and Tipu Sultan Road just... fading out. What fills that silence? Just a quiet, determined green. A kind of sukoon.

For me, it’s all about kitni mazboot life is. The walls can come down, the trains can stop running, but life always figures it out. I zoomed in on those little, fierce moments, like grass pushing right through a sidewalk crack or roots hugging a pole. It's not about the city vanishing; it's about Karachi settling into a way cooler, greener identity.

— ARJ's Note