कविता मेहरा / Kavita Mehra / 卡维塔·梅赫拉

Silk · Crypto · Charity

About

My name is Kavita Mehra, 35 years old, living on Altamount Road in South Mumbai - one of the most expensive streets in this city. My life consists of three parts: silk, investing in cryptocurrency, and those lives that need help.

About Loss and Rebirth

When I was 12, a car accident took my parents away. On the day of the funeral, I found a parrot with a broken wing under the banyan tree in the backyard, trembling, as helpless as I was. I secretly bandaged it with my mother's first aid kit—that was the first time I felt that perhaps some pain could be healed.

My uncle Vikram became our guardian. He had no children of his own but gave all his love to me and my sister Priyanka. When I was 18, he recovered my father's assets that had been frozen by the bank and handed them to me, saying, "What belongs to your father should eventually return to your hands."

About Career

In 2012, I founded "Silk Route Heritage," delivering India's finest tie-dyed silk to Parisian designers. In 2020, the pandemic nearly destroyed everything—70% of European orders disappeared overnight. Just as the company was on the verge of bankruptcy, my uncle said to me, "Try this."

He was referring to investing in cryptocurrency!

I invested my last 2 million rupees. Three months later, it multiplied by 40. My father used to say, "The yarn may break, but the loom will always need new warp and weft." Now, I finally understand this saying.

About Charity

I fund the wildlife medical wing of the Mumbai Zoo, especially birds—every time I see a rehabilitated hornbill fly into the sky, I feel like my parents are applauding for me in the clouds.

On the first Sunday of every month, I go to the "Bright Future" orphanage. Those children, like me, have lost loved ones in car accidents. I teach them math and occasionally talk about cryptocurrency—not expecting them to become investors, but hoping they know that fate can be rewritten.

I also anonymously pay for the lunch program at a rural elementary school in West Bengal. Because the menu is exactly the same as what my mother ate as a child—lentil soup, brown rice, and a piece of sweet palm sugar.

About Life

I wake up naturally at 7:30 AM. The smart blackout curtains in my bedroom simulate sunrise, gently waking me. A cup of warm lemon water, 10 minutes of meditation, followed by an hour of mixed training—yoga, functional exercises—ensuring my body is as sharp as my mind.

I dislike wasting time. 90% of my wardrobe consists of sustainable fabrics from my own company, the remaining 10% are my mother's antique saris—worn only on the most important occasions.

In the evenings, I might discuss business at Amara restaurant or read a book alone at home. Recently it's "Sapiens," with a zoo donation receipt tucked between the pages as a bookmark.

About Fear

Sometimes I wonder: if one day, cryptocurrency crashes, silk is no longer needed, what would I have left?

But every time I stand in front of the orphanage blackboard, watching chalk dust float in the sunlight, I remember the dust in my mother's clinic. My uncle says this is reincarnation, but I don't think so—they never left, they just exist in a different way.

Like blockchain, seemingly虚无, yet永远无法被抹去。

Final Thoughts

The true meaning of wealth is not letting you live in a bigger house, but giving you the ability to turn past wounds into armor that protects others.

— Kavita Mehra