Marziya and her Dad

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Marziya and her Dad, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Marziya is crazy about her dad Asif Shakir…and there is no denying this as a fact from the day she entered our house.She eyes her father devotedly , a quality I find very strange , for an infant 2 months old.If she goes on a rampage , like she did last night , it was her father who quietened her down, and they understand each other far too blissfully..
She loves her mother for all the comforts of life, but the special person is her dad, she charms him with her smile and will go onto his lap as he works on his comp, I see another whizz kid in the making- Asif is a website developer and soft ware programmer.Another person she has a good go is Saif Shakir my younger son, Samiya my daughter too takes kindly to her, and Marziya Shakir loves to be carried around the house , the moment you dump her down she will scream her lungs out..
Her grandmother my wife is always carrying her and talking to her..yes Marziya is a conversationalist.
Marziya loves the camera , and the moment I go to take her pictures she lights up like an additional camera flash, giving me rare poses and displaying unusual emotions..
I cannot start my mornings without seeing her cherubic face, its after I have seen her , chatted with her that I go to my work place..

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Ghame Hussain -a dream within a dream

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Ghame Hussain -a dream within a dream, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

ghame hussain
a dream within a dream
as thoughts become pictures
and flow on my photo stream
a pain called ya hussain
powered by kinetic energy
spiritual steam-
to attain hussainiyat
we dont need to scheme
it was ours
in the
amniotic fluid
of our mothers womb
a pragmatic
pre-natal
shia theme

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , ghame hussain, grand daughter, marziya shakir, shia child

Cyclical Pain of Living

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Cyclical Pain of Living, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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wandering the streets of doom and despair
does life really care -bad ugly unfair
a couple in calamity bad times share
acid rain of remorse everywhere
whether single or in pair
even without eyes
a large empty black canvas to stare
bleeding wounds to bare

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , despair, dr glenn losack md, love poetry hate racism

Wanted Dead or Alive

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Wanted Dead or Alive, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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living on the edge of hope
nothing but a flickr to survive
tragic travesty of godless despair
wanted dead or alive

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Headless Chicken Comes Home to Roost

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Headless Chicken Comes Home to Roost, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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saying words
betraying words
in a world of politics
a faux pax
you end up
a headless chicken
slaughtered
no further hope
for eggs or chicks
politicians and their
bag of tricks
booted out
with shoeless kicks

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , glenn losack, headless chicken, ronnen

Eyeless Without Hope

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Eyeless Without Hope, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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shattered window panes of his soul
lightless life’s span
visionless existence of man
a pain that those with eyes wont scan
a crime and punishment
unbefitting a cosmic plan

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , blind beggar, glenn losack md

The Cry of Pain

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The Cry of Pain, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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burnt flesh a cry of pain
man born manacled in a karmic chain
his misfortunes never wane
destroyed by his heart and seldom by his brain
after death his ashes as dust will remain
flowing from a gutter of life into a drain

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The Muslim Womans Shame

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The Muslim Womans Shame, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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beneath the walls of her veil
hides the muslim womans shame
at jumma masjid
begs in allahs name
her accursed state
muslim laid back
male dominated
society to blame
a wild fire of ignorance
misguided jihad cant tame
all part of a larger game
woman brutalized to main
mother hood soaked drying tears
on her childs cheek
cant reclaim..

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , glenn losack md, muslim womans shame

Angels of Death

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Angels of Death, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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This is from the famous Yaksha – Yudhishtira Samvaad :
The Yaksha asks, “What is the most unbelievable thing in this world?” Yudhishtira answers without hesitation, “People perpetually die in this world, but man acts and lives as though he will never die.” The story goes on that Yudhishtira answers all the questions posed to him, and in return, the Yaksha brings all the Pandava brothers back to life.-ppc

the nobility of an avian race
eco friendly god sent
angels of death
as they descend
carrying the soul of man
from one end to another end
the travesty of fate
infected by mans
incurable disease
for man meant
the angels are dying
alas! the Parsis lament
another form
of transmigration
of our human soul
do we now need to re-invent
oh man wake up and repent
on the soul of humanity
you have already caused a dent
buliding towers of babel
to touch the feet of god
with criminal intent

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , angels of death, glenn losack md, parsis, vultures

Archana Hijda

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Archana Hijda, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

I am very fond of this Hijda , her innocence and it shows see has seen good days in life.She recipocates the same feeling and calls me Bhai, elder brother , this the human quality of Hijdas, and why they and I are intertwined on a karmic journey to the unknown.
Archana is greatful to me I recently went to hit a fruit seller who was unecessarily hassling her, and the fruit seller too became a good friend later on when I told him that he was lucky that his sexuality was intact and not deformed like the Hijdas..
Archana waits for me to pass by to work either on foot or if I am late in a ricksha, they all know my wife as after closing shop we both leave together, last night the Hijdas were at the signal till 9 pm..must have been a bad collection day for them because of the chilly conditions and severe cold on Mumbai streets..
The worst misfortune for the Hijdas is if the Signal gets konked than the traffic moves without stopping and this thought makesthem shudder..
They come from Antop Hill and Dharavi.. a far distance to beg at this elite Bandra traffic Signal.

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , archana hijda, hijdas of mumbai

Hijdas -Art Of Begging

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Hijdas -Art Of Begging, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

The Hijdas of Turner Road at work, as the vehicles stop at the traffic signal, they move from car ro car , but most of the car owners are stingy ,and are locked up within their airconditioned tinted glasses comfort, so it is passengers in cabs and rickshahs that the Hijdas appeal to with a customary two hand hijda clap.The Hijdas come here at noon and leave by 7pm, they hardly work later than 8 pm..
All under the strict eyes of their Guru..
This signal is a profitable one and an arterial point diverging in various directions..
These are Hijdas who are the lowest rung, and are not into soliciting or prostitution, as a matter of fact they have husbands , normal men who are migrant laborers,and the Hijda too needs a sexual release.The Hijdas wear the mangal sutra showing their marital status.The Hijdas at the Signal work peacefully, and the pressure is on as theTurner Road Traffic Signal kids hve disappeared completely, that is why I did not shoot kids with flags on Republic Day 26th Jan.2008.

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , hijdas of mumbai

The Hijdas of Turner Road-Photo Blogging

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The Hijdas of Turner Road-Photo Blogging, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

All the Hijdas that beg at the Turner Road Traffic Signal, are known to me, and I meet Hijdas most unsuspectingly in my walks of life.
The Turner Road Hijdas are polite, disciplined lot, not mean or demanding unlike the crass quality you meet at Bandra Band Stand that harass romantic lovers who come there to share private moments..
I only know Archana Hijda by name the rest I only know by face and my trinkets they wear around their necks..I give them money generously the least I can do- my wife who is with me in the rickshah says that I am crazy to shoot the same Hijdas over and over again.Perhaps I am, I dont have much choice at Buzznet I was more into writing my thoughts to a responsive readership of like minded friends, here at Flickr I post pictures and answer comments.I delete comments that rephrase my thought or the thought of my picture, I dont need to tell people why I shoot or what I shoot.. I am a poet photographer trying to unburdem myself as a blogger.
Having self exiled my self from Poemhunter has been a catharsis of sorts for my restless poetic soul, I was never into competetive photography or poetry, being one of the Top 500 as Firoze Shakir and as Love Poetry Hate Racism, got me more enemies and less friends.Poem hunter added to the notoriety of my myth as a poetry blog.
Yet I owe to a few friends at Poem hunter who helped me grow and their advice and encouragement helped me in more ways than one…
Poetry is rythmic condensed thought, juggling of words giving life to emotions pertaining to ones own private moments as I saw it..My poetry was born through pictures and episodic – I am not a ” poet “poet per se..
I have completely stopped cross blogging from Flickr to my Blogspot site as Word Verification was an unreluctant dildo up my creative ass, the most outdated and annoying tool and the technos at Blogspot a million light years away from modernism, and in a way I admire Matt of Word Press and his automatic response to changing times..I stay connected to my site at Word Press- I have three blogs there..but if they made uploads free , than that would be a silver lining in an incoriggible bloggers life.
And I am happy at Flickr only if they could add Comment Moderation before a comment from a sick mind defecates my photo blog, would be a thought in the right direction..
And that means you dont have to go blocking all the sickos and mental retards – a small band that loves creating chaos because theywant us to toe a definitive line imposing a racial profiling attitude to freedom of expression…a freddom of expression that does not hurt humanity or human sentiments.

Well back to Hijdas, of late I have been meeting theHijda Devdasis who have come t Mumbai in large numbers , I have no intention of writing a book, I am curuios about their life style so I shoot their pictures without morphing their lives and share it with all of you.The Hijdas and Transgenders are an integral part of humanity..I pay respect to them through my Photo Blog..

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , blog spot, flickr, hijdas of mumbai, matt of word press, photo blogging, word verification

Dreams For Sale

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Dreams For Sale, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

childhood locked up in a jail
betrayal of birth
on whom to nail
colorless dreams
put on sale

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , street photography

Shadow Play on Republic Day

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Shadow Play on Republic Day, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

shadow play on republic day
predoomed thoughts
that swarm and slay
selling flags
to keep hunger from knocking
on an empty stomach
by the way
enslaved to karmic poverty
in Mumbai
that was once bombay

a god gone stone deaf
to whom you pray

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , republic day

26th January Our Republic Day

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26th January Our Republic Day, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

shadows light and some hope
in the darkness the homeless
dreamless dreams do grope
a step forward on a downward slope
bound hand and feet by destinys rope

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , republic day

Bandra Hell Road

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Bandra Hell Road, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Also known as Bandra Hill Road – Downhill Road Not Getting Well Road

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , bandra hill road

The Smart Madman of Bandra

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The Smart Madman of Bandra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

He is a mad man dressed nattily and begs, I dont know his story but people avoid him like plague

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The Dying Bandra Bazar Road

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The Dying Bandra Bazar Road, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

This is the entrance to Bandra Bazar Road, soon there will be towers instead of these few East Indian homes built with love and care , these are keep sake photos of lost and dying heritage..

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God lives at Bandra Bazar Road

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God lives at Bandra Bazar Road, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

This is a Grotto buit by the Portuguese in 1698 at Bandra Bazar Road..this stone and the rest of the relics were discovered while digging accidentaly..and this is the heritage of Bandra where I stay..
Bandra Bazar Road the most neglected area and if you visit this place during the monsoons you better bring a float with you.. this is one of the places that looks like Venice..
At the moment the respected corporators are busy placing new tiles on the roads while the basic infrastructure remains as bad as ever, the Bandra Bazar Road Market is the filthiest in Mumbai..

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Mumbai the Land of Dreams

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Mumbai the Land of Dreams, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Mumbai a modern metropolitan city of dreams
everybody wants to make it big here
the restless heart screams
the flesh is willing the spirit is weak so it seems
stories of success and failure reams and reams

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Marziya and the Pigeon of Peace

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Marziya and the Pigeon of Peace, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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the friendly neigbourhood
pigeon of peace
little marziya loves to tease
so much hatred in the world
no love left to appease
our inner anger
against our own kind
we must out of our
system release
a thought
in godliness to please
racism and racial profiling
must cease

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , love poetry hate racism, marziya

Death on Wheels

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Death on Wheels, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

The headlines in Times of India dated Jan 29 2008
3KG students burnt alive in a van blaze..
Nitasha Natu

“In a horrific accident , three kindergarten students were charred to death following a gas leak in a Maruti Omni( van) that was to ferry them from home to Millat High School in Jogeshwari…on Monday afternoon.”

The government will offer a lac of rupees to the deceased’s family and Rs 50000
to those severely injured and life goes on. only an accident of this proportion wakes us up from apathy and stupor , no safeguards, just pure corruption and a social system that sucks..
We as Indians produce babies irrespective of our infrastructure, a Nano car will hit the streets and no vehicular traffic infrastructure, bad roads is an understatement – killers roads would be more like it kidney scams ,a Doctor who was on the run from Mumbai in 1994 surfaces in Gurgaon and mocks at the laid back attitude of our investigative agencies., amassed crores under their noses and they were left snoring…
Yes India is shining but not in the dark areas of mans life, deaths continue , corruption unabated..

death on wheels
three little children
going to school
their fate seals
their soul he stalks and steals
wounds on the soul
of our society
doling out compensation
is what makes the government
feel -it heals
more tragedies waiting to unreel
no one knows how to deal
political chutzzpah and cover -up
as selling spiel
this is the home truth
no one wants to reveal

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , death on wheels, india shining, jogeshwari, kids burnt alive, maruti omni, times of india

Yes We Are Shias -Oops Fuck Taqqaiya

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Yes We Are Shias -Oops Fuck Taqqaiya, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , allah ho akbar, oops fuck taqqaiya, shias

Maksade Hussain

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Maksade Hussain, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

on my bleeding third eye
the emulsion creating an image
shot of pain in pain for pain
no greater pain than hussain
ashura and karbala
heart and soul
of a cosmic brain
a karmic path of humanity
that a single thought engrain
allah ho akbar our blood
that we willingly drain
we live as shias die as shias
and after death shia remain
no cybernetic power
or kintetic energy
greater than maksade hussain

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , allah ho akbar, maksade hussain, shia hating web sites

Hussain Lives Hussainiyat Never Dies

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Hussain Lives Hussainiyat Never Dies, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Karbala a bleeding path of faith
that leads us to paradise
our blood sweat tears our cries
yes he gave his head but not his hand
well worth the prize
to save his grandfathers heritage
from a yazidi vice
a refreshed Islam did arise
hussin lives hussainiyat never dies
a shia is a shia is shia
needs no jehaddi disguise
shiasm based on truth and not
radical lies

Filed under: Firoze Shakir Bollywoods Most Wanted , hussain lives, hussainiyat never dies, shias, shiasm