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When the world feels like it's burning, some people retreat. Mandana Dayani builds. She is an Iranian attorney, businesswoman, brand expert, and media executive. From escaping post-revolution Iran to advising the White House, launching viral civic movements, and leading Prince Harry and Meghan Markle's media and philanthropic company Archwell, Mandana shares the moments that shaped her and the values that keep her grounded, outspoken, and unshakably hopeful. 


"I was almost six when we left Iran, and you know, there were bombings almost daily with the rockets when the sirens would go off and the lights would go out, and you have to hide for hours on end just until we were allowed to go back up for safety. And one day, my dad there was an explosion and the impact from the bomb he went blind in one eye, and like the doctors and so many people that could have treated him were gone, and so it took my mom forever to get us an opportunity to leave for his surgery. First they were like leave your kids at home and then you can take him, and she's like, it's a war. I'm not leaving my kids. And then they said you can take him and the kids for one day, but you have to sign your bank account, your home it's collateral, which we did, and then we just went back and then they seized all of our assets and we went to Italy. My dad went to France to have his surgery. He ended up having a retinal detachment, which they treated, and my brother's now a retinal surgeon. So it's like a very cute, full circle story."

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