At the Corner of Destiny and Ingenuity: Lessons from an Entrepreneur's Improbable Life
By Paul Owhadi
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Paul Owhadi’s improbable entrepreneurial journey began as a first-generation immigrant coming to America with just a few hundred dollars in his pocket. Having learned a remarkable level of self-reliance, as a child sent to a French boarding school at age four, he was educated in London—and then headed to New York City and a whole new life.
After an education and a career in urban planning and city management—one of the youngest city managers in the country—he excelled at creating and transforming cities for the betterment of its people. But it was an unexpected opportunity in the private sector which set Paul on his entrepreneurship path. He took the extraordinary opportunity granted to him to explore the world of property development, discovering a passion for both real estate development and creating companies. He also faced devastating setbacks that would test his mettle and fortitude. Along the way, he formed his own business approach—one combining a passion for innovation and outside-the-box thinking. With the support of family and a fierce work ethic, he conquered his sector. But he also traveled the globe—using intellectual curiosity as his guide.
This is the story of a man who used every challenge to inspire and guide him; this is the inspirational tale of an entrepreneur who grabbed at every opportunity to create a life of passion and innovation.
Paul Owhadi
PAUL OWHADI's journey has taken him from a boarding school to traveling the world with the heart of an adventurer. After an education and a career in urban planning and city management, Paul took the exciting opportunity granted to him to explore the world of property development. Along the way, he formed his own approach—one combining ethics and a passion for innovation and outside-the-box thinking. With the support of family and fierce work ethic, he conquered his sector. But he also traveled the globe—using intellectual curiosity as his guide.
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At the Corner of Destiny and Ingenuity - Paul Owhadi
INTRODUCTION
Live life as if everything is rigged in your favor.
—RUMI
We all look for teachers as we journey through our lives. We look for meaning in the lessons from our hardships, peak moments, and successes and failures. We hopefully take the lessons to heart and then carry them with us. First, the lessons may be heavy. But the reward for learning them is a lightening of the burden.
I am a venture capitalist, a real estate developer, and a first-generation American—and in his own way, my grandfather was a developer of sorts in Iran. He was certainly one of my teachers. He would take me to a bazaar-like area, where the shops were very tight, one next to the other. A plethora of colors, noises, and scents overwhelmed the senses. Aga, what I called my grandfather (a more formal term—he did not take too kindly to the sentimental Papa
), would bring me with him as he walked through the narrow passages, stalls, and shops on either side of us. He pointed at the various stalls and small businesses: I own these stalls and shops. That man and his wife there are my tenants.
Then he would say hello to every single tenant, stopping to ask after their children, their elderly parents, or their business, his face revealing the deepest interest. This behavior was very special in Persian culture.
In Iran, there is the concept of taarof. We do not have a corresponding word in English. Taarof is, in essence, a ritual politeness—a way to show deference to others, an elegant kindness that places politeness and etiquette above other things. For example, it is more important to be polite than to have your own comfort.
So, with taarof, each of my grandfather’s tenants would say, Please take some fruit.
The next might say, Take some fabric,
or Bring these dates to your family
; take this, take that. Each stall or shop offered him something. They were flattered that the owner was there taking an interest in how they were doing. Did my grandfather need any of these things? No, but he would show extreme gratitude for each gift. I would walk beside Aga, carrying a sack. It was my job to take each offering with a humble, appreciative expression and put it in the bag, which I then carried all the way back to his beautiful house with its fig trees and distinct arched windows. By the time we would arrive there, between the heat and my now-heavy sack, I would be exhausted and miserable, and my shoulder would hurt from lugging the gifts home.
Then he would say, Come into my office.
He had an elegant office at his house. This was like being invited into the inner sanctum. There he had a large Honduras-mahogany box, and he would open it and take out some money.
Solemnly, he would press the reward into my palm, just a few coins, but to me a fortune. You earned this. Remember you worked hard. And if you work hard and do an excellent job, you should receive compensation.
When he passed away, all of my siblings, all of his children, they asked for this, for that, mementos or belongings that had meaning to them or perhaps some value. But I asked for that box, which I have sitting on the mantle of the fireplace in one of my homes. When I touch that box, if I close my eyes, it takes me exactly to that place and time. I was hot, I was miserable, and my feet were dusty. I often wondered why I would always go with this old man who made me carry such a heavy thing. But when he sat there and rewarded me with a compensation for the hard work of the day and offered me cool lemonade, my perception changed. My money in my pocket, my thirst quenched, and my misery replaced with pride.
The sack was emptied—physically. But figuratively, it held lessons of humility, hard work, pride, appreciation, and gratitude.
I carried that sack of lessons with me—until those lessons were no longer heavy. In fact, I could then give those lessons away to others and, in turn, add new ones.
What are the things you carry?
I know I can, and I will
: This is perhaps the first of all lessons I carried. I’ve tried to teach self-belief and confidence to my own children. Those very words—I know I can, and I will
—are the words my grandchildren repeat back to me. Like many first-generation immigrants, my story has more than its share of hardship and adventure. Like all parents and grandparents, I want to impart the lessons of life and business onto the next generation—without so much of the hardship. My sack carried the heavy weight, for example, of being sent thousands of miles away to a boarding school when I was just four years old. Alone and forced to carry that particular sack—until it was no longer heavy and became light and became a part of me.
My life has been an improbable journey that has taken me from Shiraz, Iran, to England, and finally to the shores of the United States—both the coasts. It has taken me from a first-generation immigrant with a belief in my own destiny to a very successful career. The path my life took brought me to most of the countries in the world and opened universes of wonder.
I’ve achieved successes I could not have imagined as a child. I could not have known my future would eventually be eight thousand miles away. The United States has afforded me opportunities. But it was my life journey and what I learned along the way that allowed me to both grab those opportunities and distill them down to essential lessons.
I have had the privilege of running whole cities—and building many properties. In 1975, I was appointed the city manager in York Town, Indiana. At that time, I was the youngest city manager in the state. From there I served as the city manager and the chief executive officer of several other cities throughout the country. I was passionate about caring for cities and the people in them—revitalizing them and bringing out what made those places vibrant. I also found passion in large building projects and being able to step back and know I was a part of creating something lasting, a legacy.
I eventually entered the field of real estate development. Over time, my interests expanded until today, when I am the key principal, chairman of the board, and/or the managing general partner of over forty active companies specializing in everything from single- and multifamily residential development including subdivisions; investment in commercial, residential, and industrial real estate properties; real estate development/joint ventures with various institutional organizations; and medical/psychological services through California Psychological Institute, serving as many children’s needs as possible. Of course, this is a mouthful, but it merely means I have explored all the areas of my business passions. (And I am not done yet!)
But my story all started with a small boy—not even four years old—sent off to a French boarding school far from home. From there to where I am now, I learned that home is actually something you carry with you. It is your core center. Thus, within me are the lessons I’ve learned from the important figures in my life—as well as my own experiences. It feels as if I traveled the world to attain my knowledge. When I was younger, I did not always see what I learned and how the difficult times or triumphs were training my mind and spirit to do exceptional things. But with time and thought, I had many aha
moments.
I learned that perception is reality. I learned to accept people from all different backgrounds and to treat everyone with respect. My grandfather instilled a work ethic in me that led to entrepreneurship. The priests who taught at my boarding school gifted me with the values of self-reliance and discipline and a healthy dose of tough love. My father and mother also offered love—as well as a push from the place of my birth to cultures and countries far away, places that afforded freedom we could not have in Iran. My business triumphs and setbacks—and how I overcame them and then surpassed my past achievements—are a part of what tested my mettle.
Throughout it all, though, it was about perception. That if I believe I can do it, I can. My experiences have powerfully taught me self-belief, inner-strength, courage, pluck, and more. While this book is a memoir of a life of many twists and turns, it is also meant to invite you, the reader, into my own journey and to learn with me these life lessons. By the end of this book, we will stand together at a corner—that of Destiny and Ingenuity. Those two things, perhaps more than anything else, have brought me to where I am today.
But first, we must begin in a faraway place. To the first lessons I carried and my first brush with destiny.
CHAPTER ONE
The Perception of Home
You don’t have a home until you leave it and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.
—JAMES BALDWIN, GIOVANNI’S ROOM
We are all time travelers, able to be both where we are in the moment and somewhere in our thoughts connecting to another time, another place, to the ghosts of our past and the reality of the now. We are all on a journey, me included. And all journeys start somewhere.
The welcoming gate of the city of Shiraz, Iran, invites entry to a world of ancient buildings where you can hear the whispers of countless others who traveled those same footpaths and stones beneath your feet through the ages. Shiraz has long been considered the cultural jewel of Iran. For over a thousand years, it has been a trade center. Shiraz has also birthed thinkers and poets, such as Saadi and Hafez, who were born in the 1200s and 1300s, respectively.
Last night, from the cypress branch, the nightingale sang, In Old Persian tones, the lesson of spiritual stations.
—HAFEZ
A famed Pink Mosque,
over 150 years old, casts a pale mauve and colorful light through its pristine stained glass as the sun rises. Shiraz is also a place of flowers, gardens, and fruit trees—and very good wine.
Shiraz is also only about thirty-five miles from the awe-inspiring ruins of the great city of Persepolis. A World Heritage Site, Persepolis dates to about 518 BC and was founded by Darius I. An architectural marvel, the palace was meant to copy Mesopotamian models. Bas reliefs and carvings depict those who came to honor the king of kings.
The sky above Shiraz, especially in summer, is a cloudless blue and so bright that it hurts your eyes. The scent of jasmine permeates the air, and kunar trees and green plains nestle at the foot of the Zagros Mountains, rocky giants with peaks hinting of snow.
If you listen as you wander on the path of pilgrims, you can hear the rock pigeons cooing, their wingbeats sounding in the air. And here, in this wondrous place, is where I was born, but it is not home. That sounds so strange, but I remember being a little boy and knowing that my future was far, far away, in the United States. I was convinced of this—and to this day I am not sure why. Could I, as a time traveler, see my future?
I was born in a British hospital in Shiraz. My parents were bicultural and exposed us beyond the boundaries and the limits of the city and place of my birth. My father, a serious, honorable man, wanted to expose me to multiple cultures. He wanted me to speak multiple languages and to see what was beyond Shiraz and beyond Iran. Like many fathers, he had dreams for who I would become, and he envisioned I might one day be a diplomat.
He was a man of few words, but those he did speak were powerful. For example, my parents classified themselves as Muslims, but they really didn’t practice faithfully. They did so in the land of the shah, for the general public, for the view from outside our home looking in. But my father always said that there was no need for a middleman between me and my God.
That philosophy is one that I and my siblings all follow—and one I have passed along to my own children.
However, at almost four years old, none of this was on my mind. I was more concerned with my toys and the ranginak treats being made in the kitchen. But a bit before I fully turned four, I was put on a plane and sent to a French boarding school far away. In this ascetic school, priests from Switzerland, Italy, France, and Armenia tended to us. The students were from all over, so it was an instant immersion into multiple languages and cultures. There I grew up in a Catholic environment, attending daily masses on hard wooden pews under the eyes of stern priests.
I remember my first flight with my mother from the only world I knew, a verdant valley in Iran, my family, my friends, and all that was familiar, to this school, where I did not even speak the language, where I knew not one soul. I have traveled countless flights since then, have been on many adventures—including deep inside the Amazon—but I was crying and distraught on that first flight. I had a red helium balloon tied by a string to my wrist, and they had stuffed my pockets with candies, including gaz, a famously sweet Persian pistachio and nougat treat, all in an attempt to soothe me. The uniformed stewardess, in the formal blue skirt and blazer of flight attendants at that time,