After his initial visit for a photographic session, Hardial would call round about once a week and, if it got late, he would sleep over on the sofa. I always took photographs of him - some more successful than others, depending on whether or not he had been smoking some illicit substance. He needed a little to relax, but too much and he lost the sparkle in his eyes - which was one of his most photogenic assets. He drifted in and out of different jobs and, when his father died, he went to India to scatter his ashes in the River Ganges. And then, without any explanation, he stopped calling round and I thought he might have stayed with his relatives in India.
Three years later, Hardial suddenly turned up again and it was good to see him. He had changed quite dramatically - he had a steady job, he was no longer smoking weed, he was obviously eating a lot more, and he was married with a daughter. Furthermore, he was happy for me to take photographs of him naked, which was something he had never previously been comfortable about. It was a shame he had not allowed me to take artistic shots of him when he had a toned physique.
But the biggest change, and the biggest surprise, came when his wife was pregnant again - and he was always in a horny mood. He would lie on my sofa and watch the blue movies he brought round on DVD, and .....
Photographed at home by KJM : Feltham - Middlesex
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