Dear Kobe, Like many others, i came to know of the news on my way back from Pondy to Bangalore. The journey was bad, the news made it worse. I reached home at 430 and was consuming the news and processing it all. For an hour, i was in disbelief. I was hoping for a scam report and your magical emergence. Then, the stage of disbelief left and i swallowed the reality and tossed and turned for hours instead of catching some sleep. I was in a shocked stage and for the first time in my life, was i having a lump in my throat in telling a colleague about your sudden demise and accident. I never felt that with anyone else. The loss of my mother is the only other death that tears me up. Yours was second. Frankly, i didn't know you well enough growing up. I was a huge MJ fan as any pre 90's kid. I understood his airness only later on, but the naive and heartfelt admiration existed even then. I fell in love with sports but more focused in basketball a little later in my school