A Moment

Today. I woke up to a glorious morning. The sun was peeking into my window with slices of light that looked like lazers. I sat in bed, just feeling grateful for that moment. It is so easy to get caught up with our to do lists and putting out fires that we  lose sight of the precious moments life provides us.

One of the first lessons I learned from my mother is appreciation of all that we had.   Growing up, I never felt like I was missing out on material goods.  In fact, the love from our extended family made my life feel full and everything within reach. Those are the same values I hope to instill in my children. I hope that they know that the strength they see in me came from a foundation of deep love and respect for each other. We took care of our own whether it be a co-worker, cousin, family friend or a sibling.

I am thankful for the journey that I embarked on 25 years ago with Ziba, and each time I step into the office. the sense of pride I feel working with my loved ones is a feeling I hope to cherish for the rest of my  life.

The sun slowly rose, blanketing the room with light just like it had been doing for eons, but I felt blessed to have shared that moment with it, and with you..

Wishing you a blissful week,


Graduation Dreams

Watching my niece’s college graduation this past weekend while celebrating Father’s Day was truly a special day for myself and my family. It’s moments like this that I treasure as I see yet another strong woman emerge from my family. Growing up, I never asked myself what I could accomplish as a woman because quite frankly, I had parents who made the question “what can’t I achieve?”  The question of gender never came up because we were raised to be independent and free thinkers. My willfulness created a life path for me that I am extremely proud of, and a personality trait that I have worked hard to instill in everyone in my family. Not just siblings or children, but anyone I consider family. Too often, I have seen words bring people down, and I am determined to do the opposite even when all what someone wants to do is give up.

Giving up is NOT an option.  My niece’s graduation affirmed for me and others that sometimes we take different routes to get to a destination. Some may judge that route, but really if the destination is what matters then it doesn’t matter how one gets there.

I am grateful for the life lessons from my mom and sister that I have been able to give to my children as well as family members. It is a blessing to know that I have the ability to show gratitude for the ones who have created my life experience.  It’s not easy to follow your dreams somehow, but the women in my life have shown me that is is possible.

My Passion

It is a surreal feeling to be back in Sunny Southern California while still jetlagged from crossing several international lines.  It is times like this why I wonder why I do this to myself. I I know my mom asks me as well. To her, it seems like restlessness when, in fact, it is a desire to keep creating and moving forward. For me, stopping has never been an option. I am also blessed with a team that allows me to have my “head in the clouds” and dream of the future.  I am often asked how Ziba Beauty and Sumita Beauty became brands and category leaders in industries that are extremely competitive.  The answer has always been the same: passion.  It’s a simple answer, but don’t confuse it with being an easy one.

I have always either forged ahead or created a new path for myself. I remember that I was the first female student at the all male Rotary Public School in India. The principal, who became a mentor, advised that it wouldn’t be good for me to be the first, and my response was why not.  In fact, due to my enrollment, I am proud to say that the school now accepts females into it’s program.  I always lived in black and white. Anyone who knows me that I am a straight shooter. That’s not to say that I am always right, but to illustrate that I don’t lie and don’t think much of others who think that the path to success lies on stepping on others’ backs. No, the journey is always the same for those with passion, but it’s not easy.

Take it one day at a time. And surround yourself with people who know who you really are not what you represent.