At TSICA, we believe in developing and nurturing relationships for long-term fruitful association. Partner with us for unparalleled support and shared success!
We believe that any new outlet of TSICA, whether a franchise or a company outlet, is just another extension of ourselves. We treat each outlet like our own. Hence, we provide a strong support system for all our associate partners. We work in synchrony with our partners so as to make all transactions as smooth as possible.
TSICA is a well-established name in the field of Medical Cosmetology, a rising star. Today, it is recognized across India for its services and academy division, which provides comprehensive training to a wide array of students and produces skilled cosmetologists every year.
Presently, we are expanding and we would like to share our knowledge and expertise with our new associates. We provide technical, operational, online marketing and administrative support to our partners, basically this is a safety net to assist in building a business they can be proud of. This is keeping in mind those business owners who are not of this industry or have limited experience in this industry.
We believe in developing and nurturing relationships with our partners. We believe in lifelong relationships. Therefore, we provide continuous support at each stage of the business. Like a father teaching his child to walk, similarly, we expect that when it is appropriate our partners will take their own initiatives to make this venture a success, while continuing to be true to the core values of the parent company. We are there every step of the way!
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
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