We pass through places, people and words .. The events and changes within us and around us are the same .. The days are similar and differ .. We are happy and sad and sometimes we do not feel anything. Architect remains a fundamental but improper role in our lives. A permanent companion with the help of us, but we really see only when we decide to form it and make this mini world that contains us. But what is the role of architecture in our lives? Are it just the walls that contain us or more?