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  • Babies they say have no sense of time, just a sense of what they want, and always they want it now.

    Gogol is no different. When he was younger, he would always wonder on the days i do not leave the house, and just play with him. He would wail every Monday morning, when i again start my work week.

    I didn't have much pictures left from our childhood and with a borrowed camera (my father's) I would always snap photos of Gogol at every moment possible, sometimes a million burst in a minute. But as he grew older and wanted more interaction, I realized that things like cameras, they get in the way. They break moments of what could have been a seamless interaction between a performer and an eager audience. I stopped taking "candid" pictures of him, and started choosing only moments that I thought he would want to to remember when he gets older and hopefully less jaded about life.

    This, my brother shot one weekend, at the house we are renting, weeks before he left school and left my parents' house. It took them a day to know he's gone.

    They are the only young boys in the family.
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