I knew I was very one-sided – I was all about mathematics and coding, and lacked social skills for business. I realised that doing an EMBA could really benefit my personal and professional development. I really only considered LBS. I liked how the school presented itself – it was very international but at the same time it was very UK-based and I wanted to be associated with it going forward.
Ultimately LBS was not about the degree or even about what I learnt, it was really about the people around me – being part of the story. I was also lucky enough to do a course at Columbia Business School as part of my studies, where one of the professors was a Nobel prize winner in economics, Joseph Stiglitz, and this is something that changed my life – I couldn’t believe how approachable these people were and how they were able to explain difficult things in very simple terms.
I finished my EMBA in 2009 and got a job at Banco Santander’s head office in Madrid. I started in a business role and realised I could contribute more in other areas, so I moved to the risk department, looking after the bank’s risk modelling, and from there I went into investment banking. By 2016, the company I’d set up with my brother [e-commerce solutions provider M2E] had started to grow. It coincided with Brexit, which impacted banking to a very high degree. I decided to focus full time on what my brother and I were doing, and I have had no regrets about that choice.
Sourcing and delivering medical supplies
Now every day is the same for me. I find it really hard to sleep, because my parents are in Kherson under Russian occupation and my brother is in Dnipro, which is being heavily bombed, and I have friends, including some who were at LBS, who are fighting on the frontlines.
The war is affecting everyone. We had our own family tragedy after the Russians occupied my home city – my grandmother was already in bad health, then she got really ill. The ambulance could not come because of the curfew the Russians had imposed, so she died. We couldn’t take her body to the cemetery. Eventually, my parents managed to negotiate for the cemetery workers to come and take the body, but the Russian soldiers would not allow people to go to the cemeteries, so the workers had to dig a grave somewhere outside it. When this war is finished, the family will have to go and find the place where she is buried.