I was born in Istanbul on a sunny May afternoon in 1946. Despite suffering from heart disease, my mother preferred to give birth to me at home with a nurse.I've been told that I was a whiteskinned, chubby, beautiful baby with dark, blue eyes. After my birth, me and my mother went to Ankara to my father where my father had lived. The 2 nd. World war had ended just recenty. Ankara was a developing city... It was impossibl to find a room for rent, it was even more difficult to find a house.
We lived in a studios for years. My brother born and shortly after that, me moved to our new house in Yenimahalle/Ankara where I have concluded my primary and sekondary education. My childhood includes many sorrows. Yet, when I look back, I recall good memories. The ability to forget the past sorrows is the biggest gift given to man, I think.
I'm from a family of artists. My mother is an ex -singer, playing violine, writing poems, composing songs. My father plays an musical instrument (Kanun) and paints very well.There are many other artists in the family. I was very natural that I become an artist. As well I have always dreamt of becoming an artist. I was especially interested in painting and theatre. I liked theatre so much, that it became a part of my games. The plays were mostly fairytales, but sometimes, I mede up new fairytales myself. Meanwhile, my teachers were encoriging me to paint.I like to paint too. Besides, I had a beautiful voice. We had filled with music at nights,where I was the little singer of this nights. As I grow up, my talent in writing was realised. I was perceived as a future  artist for sure. My school years passed of this dreams. But when I finished high school, I had to face the truht. I was neither allowed to go to the Art Academy in Istanbul nor get drama education in Ankara. According to my mother, I had already spent too much time on education. In fact after my sophomore year, I educated trade school for a year, but  then I returned to high school upon mine. I did not have many options. I was about to start  working as a technician at my father's office. It was obvions that I would be married to a proper husband candidate as soon as possibl. My path was already set. I didn't know What to do when I learned that I got accepted from Hacettepe Medical Faculty as a result of the college exams to which I secartly took to me.Going to collage was on escape from my already set, but unwanted - path.
I didn't matter much to which faculty I went. To admit the truth, the white uniforms and social prestige of doctors were quite appearing to me. So I entered the medical school with my father's support.
I was a successful student.In my sophomore year,I went to the newly established Erzurum campus of Hacettepe Üniversity together with a group of my class mate.Au I wanted was to be able to stand on my own feet, to decide on my own , to set my own destiny and so I did.