The Namesake Page #2

Come, come.

Don't go so far that I cannot see you!

He is too little.

Welcome to Suburbia. It's a

beautiful house. Congratulations.

Everything is bought in the yard sale.

Ashima does not like it but I say

what is wrong with it, you know.

Even my chairman, who

lives in a huge mansion,

wears a trouser bought for 50 cents.

Gogol.

Where are you?

Hey Gugli!

He is probably feeling

left out because of

his sister Sonia's ceremony.

Is he going to be Gogol in school?

No. We have decided on a good name.

Finally! What is it?

- Nikhel!

- No!

Gogol!

Hey Gogol.

He's here!

Missing your sister's ceremony, eh?

I found him!

What will your baby girls future be?

Her future will soon be revealed.

Hey Sonia!

Pick up the pan.

American girl! Must be weak!

So, how did you like your

first day in big school?

Great!

And what is this?

"Due to your son's preference,

he will be known as Gogol in school",

Mrs. Lacidus Princeton.

And what about your parents' preference?

In this country, the children decide.

He wants to keep Gogol and

not Nikhel as his good name.

Fine. No big deal.

If he prefers the name Jimmy,

there's nothing we can do.

As long as our kid is happy, you know.

It's so late.

Hello? Hello?

Hello? Ashuda?

Can you hear me, Ashoka?

I have terrible news.

What?

I can't tell my sister.

Don't... don't worry. I will...

He told you something

you are not telling me?

Yesterday, Rini and your

father were playing on his bed.

He died of heart attack.

Be calm, Ashima.

At least he went peacefully.

Come on or we'll miss

the plane. Come on.

I can't go.

I can't bare to see them in mourning.

You can't be this way.

Think of your mother.

Think of your son.

They need you to be strong.

Not your ordinary guy.

You can write Gogol.

Gogol is your namesake.

Today, he is respected

as one of Russia's

most brilliant writers

but in his own lifetime,

he was understood by no one.

Mr. Gogol himself might say

that he was an eccentric genius.

Gargle, way to go!

Mr. Ecks, Dean, I'll

see you both after class.

Thank you. Out! Come on, out!

Thank you, gentlemen.

Gogol was reputed to be a hypochondriac.

He was deeply paranoid, frustrated,

friendless, he never married,

and he fathered no children.

Towards the end of his life,

he proceeded to commit

slow suicide by starvation.

Did you guys know all the stuff

about him when you named me?

That he was paranoid,

suicidal, friendless, depressed?

You forgot to mention

that he was also a genius.

I don't understand why you guys

named me after someone so strange.

Don't talk back to your father.

And don't call us guys.

When I close my eyes

and listen to you both,

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