The human heart

A flower, pregnant with dew, rests on the water. Tiny ripples quieten and lay still.

Moments pass, and a seed sprouts.

Leaves rise unfettered from the mud and the lotus blooms with a flower as warm as Man. Open and close. The petals deliver a fragrance in the day and, in the falling night, they flutter together in an impervious embrace.

On the third day, the lotus sheds its petals. The flower bows into the mud, and a seed falls.

People love relating to other people. Today, however, people often speak to seemingly unfeeling beings stowed behind bureaucratic corporations and tangled webs of policies. We started Hachisu because we wanted to make businesses more human with good ideas – good writing and design.

This belief in conversation stems from a story that started in the December of 2008. As editors-in-chief of npTribune and The Urbanwire, we photographed and wrote stories about the Burmese community in Singapore, arsenic-contaminated waters in Cambodia, and slums in Manila, among others. Through these stories, we recognise that the power to move the masses does not lie in the strength of clinical facts but in the sheer momentum of emotions.

Hachisu allows us to not only use this doctrine to make businesses more human, but also to pay for independent stories we wish to write about the human condition.

We call this Hachisu because hachisu is an old Japanese metaphor for lotus and, in the Indian holy texts of the Rig Veda, a lotus is a metaphor for the human heart.