अहिंसा
Ahimsa
Nothing here is built to trap your attention. No streaks, no noise, no pressure to come back. If the app leaves you calmer than it found you, it has done its work.
Our story
It started with two people in Indore.
Every product has a reason it exists. This one has two, and they raised me.
Growing up, I watched my parents live their faith quietly and completely. Awake before dawn for darshan. The panchang kept by heart rather than by paper. And in more than thirty years, not one person turned away from our door.
None of it was performed. There was no announcement of it, no expectation of credit for it. It was simply steady — the same on an ordinary Tuesday as during Paryushan — and that steadiness shaped everything about how I think.
Then I watched the community spread out. Cousins in three countries. Families who moved for work and found the nearest derasar was ninety minutes away. Children who could recite the Navkar Mantra but had never been told what Kshamavani was for, because the aunt who always explained it now lived eight time zones away.
Nothing about the tradition had weakened. What had broken was the everyday scaffolding around it — the people you asked, the notice board you passed, the printed panchang on the kitchen wall. All of it assumed you lived within walking distance of everyone else.
So I wanted to do something for our people: a way to carry the temple, the teachings and the togetherness in your pocket — for the families who are far from all three.
One Jainism is my thank-you to my parents, and a small offering to every Jain family trying to keep Ahimsa, Anekant and Aparigraha alive for the next generation. It is not finished, and it will not be for a long time. But it is being built carefully, and it is being built for all of us.
And a special thanks to my sister Urvi and my nephew Aarav — whose help, patience and belief along the way helped bring this to life and made it possible at all.
With gratitude,
KevalBhai Shah
Dedicated to
मातृदेवो भव · पितृदेवो भव
NeetaBen and KiritBhai Shah
Indore, Madhya Pradesh
Whose door was open to anyone who knocked, and whose example is the only reason any of this exists.
What we try to carry
Three words, taken as instructions.
They were never given to me as philosophy. They were given as the way you behave when nobody is checking — which is also, as it turns out, how software ought to be written.
अनेकान्त
Anekant
Every tradition is held on the same terms. Nobody is the default and nobody is the exception — because our own philosophy does not allow for it.
अपरिग्रह
Aparigraha
We keep only what we need to keep going, and we take nothing that is not ours — least of all your data, and never your trust.
Your family has a version of this story.
Somebody taught you the Navkar Mantra. Somebody knew when Paryushan began without looking. We would like to hear about them.