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Are you on a mission? Are you working to achieve something? Comment below with YES, and if you’re not, comment below with NO

This post is about missions, why we have them; how we find them and how you can accomplish them too.
Can you look back to your earliest moments, your first memory of a mission? Your eyes locked so hard you would win at every staring contest, your mind re-purposed for success you would run 20 miles a day, every day like Rocky Balboa from the Rocky Movie franchise, pushing your very human limits to the tip of your breaking point, and then you would go that extra bit further, just that extra bit further. Why? Because you have a goal, and you know this is what you must do to accomplish your goal. Then when your hands begin to bleed, your body starts to shut down, what do your emotions do... they go ballistic, you are at your breaking point and the voices in your head are telling you to stop, to give up. To quit. Those 5 letters. To quit. What do you do? You ask your self ‘What would Rocky do?’ Hell, he’ll tell to F*ck your emotions, tell them ‘NOOOOO’. And remind yourself why you are here, and your purpose for your mission at it’s core. For Rocky it was to be the best. Now imagine that time, your first time when you had your mission? what did it look like, how old were you? Like most young little bundles of joy, your mission might have gone a little like THIS…
Neville: Mum Mom, I’m going to be a caterpillar when i’m older… so with your new found mission, you convince dad to buy you all the books from the ‘hungry caterpillar’ series, and you pledge to read all of them. You study in depth the caterpillars and you learn how caterpillars eat leaves, and go through cycles of growth where they eventually cocoon in on themselves and grow to become beautiful and colourful butterflies. This inspires you. And now that you have read all the books, you step up your mission and begin now the field work. You visit gardener Ned’s beautiful flower field and study the caterpillars in their natural habitat, you watch how they eat leaves, you watch how they cocoon, and you watch as the cocoons break, and out comes the beautiful butterfly, you ask gardener Ned all the important questions, like which one of these leaves should I eat to become a red and yellow butterfly? You eat the leaves, and even-though they taste like ‘blughhhh’ you persist, you persevere and remind yourself of grandma Nyla’s advice: ‘all great things are built upon struggle and struggle and struggle’. This is your mantra as you eat these icky, yucky, nicki, leaves. Because WHY? why all it is you want is to become a caterpillar. This is because you are inspired at how beautiful they become and that they fly, and you believe that once you can fly you can see the whole world. You want your freedom, your independence. Missions often become re-purposed and change, and this is the earliest times you experience such changes. You realise that after all that ground rolling, leaf eating, newspaper wrapping around your body to create a cocoon, you can’t become a caterpillar…
Comment below, if you or anyone you know has ever wanted to become a caterpillar?
Mine was a little different… I actually wanted to become a tree, because you see when you are 3 years old, you are pretty short right? And when your parents put the chocolates on top of the fridge or on a table where you can’t reach, it sucks right? So what do I do, I commit to becoming a big tall tree… And how did I do that? I found out trees need water, and I joined the likes of trees and started drinking more water. I drank all the brands, the Evian, the Buxton, and even the tap water. But you see, flustered, annoyed and needing to pee, it wasn’t working, and I wasn’t growing fast enough. It finally hit me, you see trees they don’t drink bottled water, how silly of me for not realising. Trees drink rainwater. EUREKA, that was when I stumbled on the gold mine. I went full commando and sought out all of mum’s saucepans and buckets and pots and spread them out in the garden and started collecting rainwater. Then THIS happened… I drank this water and went to my parents with butterflies in my eyes, annoyed, upset and disgruntled at the rain. I learned a lesson here that growth takes time and people do not grow as trees do.
My next mission grew from a pre-historic obsession with dinosaurs between 4-6 years of age, and this is one hell of a story. Believe me, you are one of the lucky ones who I didn’t imprint as a stegosaurus, or pterodactyl, or in other words FOOD, and... guess who, I identified as a tyrannosaurus Rex. Comment below if I should interview some of the casualties who I ended up treating as Dinosaur food.
The mission thereafter, as I grew, it grew with me, and it took a turn when I was 6 and visited Dr Farhad, my dad’s friend who owns a farm and private jungle. For the first time in life, imagine you experience life with all the animals from the nursery rhyme ‘Old McDonald had a farm… yeeya yeeya ho’, the chickens, the cows, the ducks, the sheep, and the dog. My hope and heart were to become a zookeeper, and my life became forever changed and took the direction to the place I am today. You see, being with these animals, especially the dog Sammy, who was a young black Doberman, made me feel care and love for these animals. I felt a connection with them, especially Sammy. Let me tell you a story... I was lost that day alone, and cold while playing with Sammy, in the scary and silent formidable forest. You see, I hadn’t realised we had run too far out and imagined you are in a forest, every look you take looks the same, trees, treeees, treeeeeees, like a tall cage, and you a small lamb, trapped, and without a guide, you don’t know how to find your way. But Sammy knew, Sammy could feel, Sammy felt how I felt and gestured to me ‘mhmmmhmmhm’ and led me through the forest back to the farm. I grew a power within me, and this power was care, and this feeling of care only strengthened when I went back home to London. At first my feeling of care guided me to a mission to become a zookeeper, and I would visit the animals at Syon Park, West London (back in the day when they had animals) to feed and care for the animals there, I would visit every zoo and safari park I could (one of my favourite experiences was visiting Woburn Safari park when I was 7 and being up so close to the lions, and giraffes and the cheeky monkeys. Although I truly wanted a dog, my mum would never get one for me, instead she bought me two cute little green bodied and purple-headed love birds.

As I grew more to the feeling of caring, I started better seeing my surroundings. I started to pick up on my parents and grandparents and how much water they were drinking, and as you know water is important for good health… I would bring them water and monitor how much water they were drinking. Then and there I would learn that my grandfather was unwell, he had Parkinson’s disease and I would learn that my grandmother, she had breast cancer and fast forward six years at age 14, on Eid Newrooz, while on vacation in Cornwall in a holiday caravan, the phone rings, a voice speaks, and my uncle Faramarz is dead. You see I never had a brother, and to me, he was not just an uncle but a brother to me. He was also a professional wrestler with many gold and silver medals and should have become a world champion in wrestler but life took a terrible turn for us, and he died from a stroke while playing football. He was aged 33. My family lost a gem, and I lost a brother, and an uncle, just like that.
Missions grow from breakthrough moments, and breakthrough moments are painful, they hurt, but they make you grow as a person.
Age 16 was when my mission took to commit to care for others and help make people better and that is where I set to become a doctor. And I nearly did. But life is a road trip with traffic, roadblocks and countless detours, and I ended up becoming a Pharmacist.
I am going to go off-topic here and tell you tweens, and teens and young people today are struggling with finding own mission, or as Simon Sinek and the media call it ‘finding their identity’. Why? Social media, Instagram and smartphones are mostly to blame, but poor parenting and school education are part the culprit too. These groups are seeing lavish lifestyles of celebrities, the money, the cars, the party and with online money making education, and get rich schemes such as E-commerce, drop shipping, High Ticket Closing, influencer marketing, YouTube, many of these young people are making big money, alike to their celebrity role-models. What they thought they were looking for was money, fame, cars, success, but what they really need is purpose. To find their why. And become their who. And this is the purpose of this last part.
Mission Find Your Who am i?
Have you seen that Jackie Chan movie? Who am I? Hit with a horrible helicopter crash and a cauldron of amnesia, he sought to find his ‘Who am i?’. Story has it, he finally found his identity in a fortune cookie and his story had a happy ending.

This last part is about finding your mission, or as I call it your Who Am I?
Who am I?
I am a British Pharmacist, and Marketing and Branding Professional for Healthcare Companies on a mission to impact, help and improve the health of a billion people.
It has taken me a long time to become this. And this is who I am now, and missions do evolve and I promise you in five years time, my ‘Who Am I’ will be someone different to who I am today.
The reality is most people truly never do find it, and while some only become comfortable and familiar with who they are and never find out or become who they could be, others die and fail in the struggle to pursue their ‘Who Am I’, never quite finding it. And frankly it is young people who struggle the most: the tweens, teens and young adults who live within micro and macro celebrity cultures. What do they see? Lavish travel, fast cars, expensive toys and exclusive parties. They want a piece of it too and seeing people they know, and other young people ‘making it’ and becoming rich idols on social media, this creates high expectations and puts a lot of pressure on these young people in their struggle to ‘make it big’. Social media and social pressure of this celebrity and fame obsessed generation creates the illusion of money and success and fame as the bringers of happiness. But what really happens when these young people after working so hard reach this success, what they really feel is emptiness inside. Why?
I’ll tell you a story about one of the most successful people I have spoken too, he has as of now a net worth of $1.4b, yet he still feels empty, why?
You see I believe money is not what you want, but rather a vehicle to help you achieve or realise something far greater.
‘Success is getting what you want, and significance is getting what you got’
-Dan Lok
Summing it all up!
What is my mission? I commit my life’s work and journey to help, impact and improve the health of a billion people. And I believe once I have reached this goal, there are still the other 7 billion more people left. And speaking of money? It's the vehicle that might help me get to helping 1 billion people faster .
What’s your mission?



