Mark. R.I.P.

My colleague Mark passed away last night. And it brought a lot of thoughts to me. I feel very-very sad about his wife and three little kids: his daughter is not such a kid anymore, she will turn 13 in a couple of weeks. But twin-boys will be only 10 in January. Mark was not a healthy person and had lots of health issues. But...but...I still cannot believe it. His family is probably sitting shiva already, although the funeral is scheduled for tomorrow only.

I had a special bond with Mark. He was always at help and I was able to count on him whenever. I am just wondering now why it was given to me to meet him. I might get the answer to my question only later. But I know for fact: when you are asking "that" type of question, you would get an answer. Eventually. But I know I just lost not a colleague. I lost a friend.

Let me be as I wanted to be

And now here am I, creating my own blog. This is the moment I was cherishing in my mind but could not find guts to start. Thus, let me be simple, crazy, modest, self-indulgent, incongruous, and whatever you would name me. I fell in love with tango several months ago, I feel passionate about this dance. I love to express myself. But the incessant world I am spending most of my time just allows me to plow through the reality. My mundane life keeps me busy in order to be financially stable. But it would be too tedious without any creativity. In fact, I feel I would vanish should I stop writing. Hence, let me remain myself at least here.