Safar Khandaani Dastkaari (Journey of Dastkaari Family)

There are some stories that begin not with a business plan, but with a mother's silent prayer.

After the birth of my third daughter, I found myself struggling with postpartum depression—a phase where everything felt heavy, even the light. In the quiet moments between motherhood and healing, I began turning to art. With a brush in one hand and my child in the other, I started painting—not just strokes on a piece of paper, but fragments of my soul.

In those hours of creativity, I remembered the art of our ancestors: My husband shared as he remembered the hand-painted kettles from the streets of Lahore, the vibrant truck art from Karachi, and I shared the intricate embroidery passed down by grandmothers in Delhi and the arts on those doors of forts in Jaipur and Jodhpur. We realized how little our children knew of this rich heritage we both came from, and I felt an urgency to preserve it—for them, for myself, for all of us.

And so Dastkaari was born. A name that means "handcraft," it reflects not just the art we create, but the healing hands behind it. It is a celebration of South Asian craft, culture, and resilience—rooted in tradition, reborn through motherhood.

Today, Dastkaari is a family of little hands and big dreams. My daughters design with me, package with me, and ask about their nana-nani (maternal Grandparents) and dada-dadi's stories (paternal Grandparents). Every kettle we design, and every color we choose—carries a bit of our history, and a whole lot of heart.

From our home to yours—thank you for being part of the Dastkaari journey.