I was reading the facebook updates in the morning of happy rains back in Mumbai and by noon we also got our share of rains and amazing weather here in Vadodara.
I thought let us tell the stories of Handmade Hope, our work space, our family, our people with all of you. There is one life to live, stories to tell and leaving everything on this virtual universe of our world when we go.
So here are our handmade hope stories coming up for all of you. Well I don’t who all but yes here they are.
To start with, one of my favorite story is our logo story.
I was returning back to India crossing the international borders from Samdrup Jongkhar, border town of Bhutan. The roadtrip which changed the perspective of looking at life and the journey which brought an internal shift.
Here was Priya, sitting on the back seat of our Tata Indica which was going to take us to Guwahati where the relatives of Ritu aka Softy were living and were going to give us an Indian Gujarati/Marwadi lunch which was the biggest craving after 15 days of Maggi Noodles life for a vegetarian in Bhutan.
So on the drive, for the first time I talked about Handmade Hope with Priya and she was carrying her notebook with her which had the beautiful sketches she used to do. She showed one of the sketches and said, “this is an intuitive sketch that expresses an attempt to reach out, to act fearlessly and to dream about that, which seems to be impossible to achieve.”
“Voila! That exactly what Handmade Hope is all about”, I said.
There it was.
She said, “you should make it your logo then. I would be more than glad to give it to you.”
This is how it all started.
The digitized version of the sketch is what is the logo of Handmade Hope which you see right here.