Babi and I were friends and were sick and healthy. Babi had a chronic illness. Babi's mother had died of the same illness. I thought Babi could not live long. I think Babi also thought he would not be able to live long. I didn't tell each other about it, but I think it led to trust. I wanted to take a picture of Babi in the changing seasons, how to travel and see it off. Babi tried to leave himself in the picture and entrusted it to me.
I was entrusted by him with how to keep the photos and tell them.