Sunday, July 8, 2007
on the easel of faith
he slashed the head of man
he dry painted the pain of man
he texturised the color red
hussain as an unending pain in man
dry grains as blood flakes
a road that led to karbala
everyday as ashura
a path made by man
who saved man
Shah ast Hussain, Badshah ast Hussain,
Deen ast Hussain, Deen Panah ast Hussain,
Sar dad, na dad dast, dar dast-e-yazeed,
Haqaa key binaey La ila ast Hussain
words as wisdom willed to man
Hussain is the Master, Hussain is the King,
Hussain is Faith, Hussain is Refuge for the Faith,
He gave his head but not his hand in Yazeed's hand
Verily Hussain is the foundation of La'Illah.
written on the soul of a thirsty man
for parched in faith the faith of man
the painter painted the face of faith
as pain engraved on the face of man
Charles Dickens had said the following about Imam Hussain (AS):
"If Hussain fought to quench his worldly desires, then I do not understand why his sisters, wives and children accompanied him. It stands to reason therefore that he sacrificed purely for Islam."
Thomas Carlyle has relayed this about the Tragedy of Karbala:
"The best lesson which we get from the tragedy of Karbala is that Hussain and his companions were the rigid believers of God. They illustrated that numerical superiority does not count when it comes to truth and falsehood.The victory of Hussain despite his minority marvels me!"
Her family was around silently watching her fall from human grace, her children well that is the larger story of human despair.
She was taking a stone and hitting away at the cemetery slabs..her cyclopean eye like my camera eye , both strangely assessing each other .
I could write a poem her , but than womans life is a poem , you have to read it like a poet.. to undestand her soul barricaded in a war zone of a sad poetry.
Woman is an unending anthology of pain ans suffering..
Luckily she is not in a Hijab or you would have the Flickr Mujhaidas kicking my butt to get their warped point like a stake up my multicolored ass.
I feel ashamed to hear that the West has done all this to Islam.
Islam has been dented by none but its own misguided overzealousness penetrated by its handful of disgruntled elements.. its again back to Karbala , Yazidiyat lives like a sepent whose head is cut but the poison remains spreading like a cancerous growth.
Why go very far take the case of the Glasgow incident , doctors who promised to save lives are become Doctors of Death.I show a begging Muslim woman they gouge my camera eyes and my balls, but the mayhem , kids used as shields, women made into jehadis snatched from their parents with an idealogy of Hate is certainly not Islam that my Shia parents propagated.
If my parents were filled with hate , I would not be what I am.
With all their shortcomings, poverty , they gave us good basic education never compromising , always allowing us to live with love with our Hindu, Christian, Parsi Buddhist neighbours.
I studied in a Catholic school but I think I am not doing to bad as a Muslim either.
So Ovaz why the fuck have you shut up?
You wanted to know if I am Anti Islam ..I am when Muslims do Anti Islam stuff to draw attention to their own distorted mentalities led by Rogue Mullahas.
You wanted to know by my artistecness or some shit word..you used .
Did your Muslim parents not teach you how to respect your elders?
Bad mouthing for god sake grow up... dont remain stunted like your dwarved parents..who I am sorry to say taught you Zilch..
So this is words that rise as my anger from within..yes it is not very easy to be a fool or tolerate a fool..
Women who pass a comment on my stuff with sheer hate here at Flickrs as though they own me and my fucked soul..
Go give all your shit to your henpecked husband instead of dumping your matrimonial frustrations on me.
Go shoot tazbis.
live in peace
allahs house made
up of several bricks
but the radicals
with sectarian hate
do not want us to intemix
so we shias
they call us heretics
allah ho akbar
a badly smudged negative
muslims love killing muslims
mosques turned to
children turned to
mullahs as gangsters
is what the lal masjid
the rest of the Islamic world
in utter silence
their impotency affix
survival of their own
only a guilty
doctors turned killers
from the same old bag of tricks
the dogs the cats
at the carter road
is a favorite pastime
But for those
who got crushed under
the wheels of young
they wont spare a dime
and say the parents
of the revelers
children don’t worry
it was only an accident and not
a major crime
Ad guru saying
not sleep out on the roads
are words for a system failure
page 3 tamasha always
quoted unquoted on time
the additional commissioner of police
his office at carter road..
well he and his men are busy
fighting organized crime
road safety not a war crime
media glare , additional bandobast
a thought sublime..
everything happens but never on time
the killer kids.. on bail..
make news history and rhyme
fault of parents
society church and
a downward climb....
my 924th poem
This was before the verdict given by judge A Mishra
a life predestined prearranged
man and mankind
and a unbelieving god
bickering karmic kriya
flickering dharmic diya
the unborn child decieved by birth
aborted generation so short changed
on a mans heart
the holy prophet
to a mans soul
be torn apart
birth to death
after he his gone
imparted to his progeny
allahs trade mark..
giving after life
to a mans soul
that is stark
the holy koran
in troubled waters
is the shelter
of a heavenly noahs ark..
bismillah e rahman ir rahim
the first opening remark
on a tree of wisdom
on its very first bark
when auspiciously on
a new jouney embark
Hollywoods Most Wanted Gentleman heart throb Richard Gere
Left her breathless in his snare
seena taan ke
Togetherness Star News.. What a pair
Aids Awareness do and dare
Hugging Filmi Ishtyle
A cinematic shot so rare
Culture shock for those
Stuck to sanctimonious armchairs
Not Vastra Apharan..
Shilpa swear s
I was fully clothed not threadbare
That was Richards way of saying Namaste
Our reaction so unfair
Not a good message for global welfare
Hooligans smash Star News office
Bogey of a bugbear
Police comes when culprits
Have fled the lair
Common mans nightmare
First page news do we really care
Mahengai mocks at our despair
Law and Order …
Behind political chair
Big brother is watching
From the sidelines
from wheel chairs.
This happens only in India
A thought that scares
April 16th, 2007
every blow that you give
i dont need to ward
get a sparring partner
spoil the child and dont spoil his rod
fuck once in your life time
hurt and dont play god
fencing your vile emotions
on multi colored bods
use a good whetting stone
the blunt blade of you sword
words can hurt both ways
a menstrual stuffed
fuck what ..
a rusty key
would get lost
in your slot
i d rather sleep with a eunuch
of a tit without twat..
lots of sun spots
all this as a bouquet
forget me nots
fucked by teapots
beaming some watt
the agony of being born
in the mind of a buzzbot
Fuck her she asks for more
And more and more
Gets Fuckin tired
Shows you the Door
And heart broken you Die
Mind becomes Matter
An unmarked grave for a Tombstone
Which even Time cannot restore.
And fuck life I think even
After Life is a Whore.
These thoughts were appliqued on my designer ass.. while I was cooped up in a second class compartment of the Pushpak Fucked Express on my way to Lucknow...and am in an internet cafe below my in laws new house ,a house of their own after 31 years.. yes life can be a whore....and makes me feel and think of ....my wife Afshaan.. a travesty of self delusion called the dichotomy of love.
her one room apartment
on the street
walls of air
that need no concrete
just dust and heat
who ran away
the fraud the cheat
a trust based on deceit
give her food to eat
with a hari om
turned to nightmare
in this road side suite
a winning life
an old lady very fervent
shabilly dressed like a servant
running across her face
a fleeting moment
that was inauspiciously tense
her life in a nutshell
responsibilities of living
a few more years immense
domesticated like a pet animal
no time to take offense
perhaps her son
a mansion on carter road
a Innova or a Mercedes benz
money the powerful sixth sense
tattered old age
a slavery, a bonded labour
helpless in pleading its defense
death an eye opener ..
walking a tight rope of
human depravity ..
from a cradle to the coffin..
breathing life a jail sentence
a new chapter
poem no 878
an underprivileged member
of the human race
at the same time as i walk
sits on the parapet to wash his face
the shimmering rays of the sun through the trees
on his back drawings trace
his destiny his doom
he his god
in a public place
a life style
in cybernetic space
(as yet I have not seen his face )
people from distant places
come and place chaddars
bow , kneel, weep in prayer
only kwajah and no other
thought to spare
rains , truant weather
nothing can stop them
or their chaddars
on the square
in their silken chaddars
intervowen with love
is the hands that created it
unhides the craftsmans prayers
little childrens hands that did the zardozi
minute knots , their runnng noses
grumpy faces .. through the chaddar stare
unknowingly the khwajah knows
a secret with them he shares ..
little hands that created a prayer within a prayer..
poem no 804
Flew to Alaska
burnt his feet.
Saved his ass
Armand the butler
Almost cooked him
A fornicated sucked up
1 month old
In Alaskan snow
my first cyernetic love that was an Alaskan catastrophe
a meeting place
for the living and the dead
at urus time its said
who with kilos of dread head
live on water tea and bread
among the tombstones
their murids , devotees
the smoke of chillum
the best of hindu kush
maal and a mind
the bodies within the
graves at char yaar
also stoned dead
poem no 782
Char Yaar is a Sufi graveyard of ascetics , malangs, much of the exorcism is done here .. of people possessed.
cut, bleeding unattached
to the main body
but that little bit
could also be
to scale the heights
of a strange love
unknown to others,
I am a sufi monk
they call me the lizards tail
i leave behind a bloodlesss trail
searching in the triangular
of her holy grail
my soul imprisoned
within the jealousy of her jail
photo courtesy www.freejunglepictures.com/lizards.htm
Allah o Akbar cyber sites
that promote sectarian hate
madarsas and mosques
that turn doctors into jehadis
where in scriptured fortress
clerics use children as shields
this is nothing but
a dangerous dichhotomy
Where the entire Islamic world
Watches this opera silently
gagged consience nonchalantly
There is nothing greater than this calamity
Parents who sent their children to learn
A better and beautifully flavored religiosity
Are today waiting outside the gates
With perished thoughts of paternity
You live by the sword you die by the sword
Killing others with your blindfolded piety
A mullah in a ladies hijab high heel
As he tries to flee from authority
a wolf in a sheeps clothing
A shame on the entire community
Fighting to rise and overthrow
Law and order of your own country
Going against your nation and your nationality
Is this a message of Peace Brotherhood of Islam
That you give by replacing it with death and disharmony
What happened at Karbala was the greatest tragedy
A Yazid a Terrorist
And the head of Hussain to save the honor
Of the Almighty
Tears for Fatima
Tear for Karbala
Satanic hate of Yazidiyat
The winds of insanity
True Islam holds in one hand
The other hand
Ahle Bait or
the Holy Progeny
People resent Lal Masjid cleric’s attempt to flee in burqa
* Some demand govt try Maulana Aziz for the killings of innocent people, others say it was a drama
PESHAWAR: Many people said on Thursday that they resented Lal Masjid chief cleric Maulana Abdul Aziz’s attempt to escape in a burqa, terming it a disgrace to ulema.
Outraged citizens demanded that the government try the Lal Masjid chief in a court and punish him for the killings of innocent people and for bringing untold miseries to many families. Maulana Abdul Aziz was arrested on Wednesday while attempting to escape security forces around the mosque in a burqa.
“He should have fought till the end and died to prove what he did was right,” said Gohar Ali, a young banker, during a survey conducted by Daily Times.
Raees Khan, a public transport driver, said the Lal Masjid incident and the chief cleric’s act had maligned the image of ulema held in high esteem by society. “This man must be tried in a court as he has brought our religion into disrepute,” said Khan.
Advocate Eissa Khan said it was a drama staged by the government to justify the army’s further stay in power. “Rulers want to tell the West and America that terrorist elements have reached Islamabad and only the army can handle them,” he said.
Muhammad Siddiq, owner of a grocery store, said the way Maulana Aziz tried to escape, and that too in a burqa, indicated it was all a drama. “Had the Maulana been sincere he would have preferred death to earn a name and not have run like he did,” said the grocer.
A retired government official, requesting anonymity said the Lal Masjid incident was aimed at sabotaging the proposed All Parties Conference (APC) taking place in London from July 7. “It seems to me the Lal Masjid incident was nothing more than a political game to achieve certain objectives,” he said.
“How come Lal Masjid clerics and students had latest weapons?” asked Ibrahim, an auto mechanic. He said that if the mosque’s chief cleric had been on the right path he would have resisted till death.
Samad, an accountant, said the Lal Masjid ulema used innocent children as a shield. “From now on no one will send their children to madrassas, as people have lost confidence in ulema,” said Samad.
Awami National Party (ANP) leader advocate Nasir Khan said, “Rulers want to give a message to the European Union and America that terrorists have reached Islamabad and it’s only the army that is capable of quashing them.”
Top Lal Masjid cleric arrested while trying to escape
Press Trust of India
Thursday, July 5, 2007 (Islamabad)
The head of the Lal Masjid, Abdul Aziz Ghazi, posed as an ''aunty'' while trying to escape on Wednesday in a burqa from the shrine surrounded by Pakistani troops.
Considered as the mastermind of the present stand off, Aziz, his wife and daughter, all wearing burqas, managed to walk past the first level of security manned by paramilitary Rangers but was caught by Islamabad women police constables while physically checking him.
As the women constables approached to check Aziz, his wife referred to him as an aunty who was very sick and asked the constables to not to touch him. But the women constables insisted on checking and yelled to see a bearded ''aunty'' beneath the burqa.
At this point of time he along with his daughter tried to run back to the Lal Majid, but was caught, officials said. It was only later they came to know that he was Aziz.
The title ''Aunty'' became famous as Aziz's moral brigade a few months ago had abducted a woman called ''Aunty Shamim'', a middle aged woman from the near by locality alleging that she ran a brothel.
Arrest weakens movement
Lal Masjid spokesman Abdul Qayyum Haqqani said that Aziz had gone out of the mosque without consulting anyone.
But, Maulana Abdul Rashid Ghazi, Aziz's brother and Deputy of the Lal Masjid, said that the cleric went out of the mosque to meet an ''important'' personality. Ghazi also confirmed that wife of Maulana Abdul Aziz was arrested.
Ghazi said Aziz was the main source behind the Lal Masjid movement, saying the arrest has weakened the movement and there is possibility to suspend the movement for some time. Maulana Abdul Aziz was shifted to unknown location for questioning, official sources said.
He will face charges of terrorism, murder, kidnapping and many others as cases have already registered against him.
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay
You with a hardened heart slay
Yes I am Loud Mouth
You should not read
What I write
Blindfold your colored I sight
You should no hear
And stay clear
And my tattooed posterior
When I bray
Or poetically pray
And my decapitated thoughts
At your feet
On a tray
If you may
A rose as Firoze
Thorned to your side
If you say
Yes I am Loud Mouth
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay.
This is my shop bag and this poem was in retaliation of the barbed words of American lady who has Indian colored skinned dead meat for breakfast what remains she has it for dinner....than spits the bones out as undigested hate for her bete noir called the shia thug no1.
yes he guards his people as they sleep
promises of a better tomorrow he has to keep
he is already in trouble neck deep
words out of context
that cause tragedy as they leap
what you dont sow how can you reap
man the only commodity
lives in dirt
dirt is expensive man is cheap.
The Old Lady of Chinchpokli sleeps guarded by Sai Baba of Shirdi, sometime back a youngster had driven his car over her leg, she survived, she walks without a limp as though nothing happened to her.
Chinchpokli is lane touching Bandra Hill road.
my faults my privations..
floating pervading as
a speechless spirituality
man a motorized
a god crucified
for man sins
hung on a cross road
on the day of his adoration
of days gone by
imli wali gully
who was our
a dahleez love.. where
time stood by
daroga nabban saab
from the family
of mir anis mir taki mir
my grandfather his
she would read his nohas
her unwoven dreams and cry
a little hanky her eyes would dry
a past that robbed of her happiness
and passed by
no one but her pawned inheritance to rely
a little son three daughters
time timelessness to defy..
daroga saabs son choudhan or Sayed deaf and dumb
for whom he said
sayed jo moonh se bole to kudrat ka ahad he
kabre nabi pe pholoonki chaddar chadaunga
sayed spoke and he placed the flowers
on the grave of the holy prophet
now nothing remains in lucknow of old
all what remained is ruins I am told
bricks that weep in the rains
all dead grandmother ammi
at rani malka jaahan..cemetery
nabban saab at gufra map
a small house that too will be sold
chuttan press lady has an eye and a hold
dust to dust what was once gold..
only scattered dust powder
open nallas, slime, , dirt unsold..
poem no 766
Misplaced martyrdom sheer bravado
Muslims killing Muslims
as them come to blows
born as friends die as foes
a fiendish thorn bleeding the rose
all around devastation
more and more
as sectarian hate and animosity grows
right under the mullahs nose ..
silence eunuched shame
that wont oppose
turned into terror dens
a living graveyard superimpose
a ghazi his defiance to death
poetry weeps at the grave of prose
sharia laws at the point of a gun
as human bodies decompose
the soul robbed of all its clothes
anti-islam says firoze
Iraq market truck bomb kills 105
Last Updated: Saturday, 7 July 2007, 15:03 GMT 16:03 UK
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Iraq market truck bomb kills 105
Saturday, 7 July 2007
Rescuers had to take people to a nearby town for treatment
A deadly truck bombing in a busy market in northern Iraq has killed 105 people and injured 240, police say.
The morning blast destroyed the market in the small town of Amirli, south of Kirkuk, killing many people instantly and trapping dozens among the rubble.
It was the deadliest single attack in Iraq since April, correspondents say.
It came as 29 people were killed in separate violence, including 22 people who died overnight in Diyala province when a suicide bomber hit a cafe.
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Pakistan issues mosque ultimatum
Profile: Abdul Rashid Ghazi
Pakistan's schisms spill into present
By Zaffar Abbas
BBC Islamabad correspondent
Differences between the majority Sunni and minority Shia Muslims date back to the very earliest days of Islam.
They are directly linked to the issue of succession following the death of Prophet Muhammad.
The Shia believe that after Prophet Muhammad's death, his son-in-law, Ali, should have been given the reins of administration.
They still regard him as the first imam or spiritual leader.
The Sunni, however, believe that the appointment of one of the Prophet's companions, Abu Bakr, as the first Caliph was correct.
The Sunnis also respect Ali as the fourth Caliph of Islam.
In AD661, Ali was murdered and his chief opponent, Muawiya, became Caliph. It was the death of Ali that led to the great schism between Sunnis and Shias.
Muawiya laid the foundation of family rule in Islam and he was later succeeded by his son, Yazid.
But Ali's son Hussein refused to accept his legitimacy, and fighting followed.
Hussein and his followers were massacred in battle near Karbala in AD680.
The deaths of both Ali and Hussein gave rise to the Shia characteristics of martyrdom and a sense of betrayal.
Even today, Shia all over the world commemorate the killing of Hussein with vast processions of mourning in Pakistan and other parts of the Muslim world.
Shia Islam has always been the rigid faith of the poor and oppressed, of those waiting for deliverance.
It is seen as a messianic faith - awaiting the coming of the "hidden imam", Allah's messenger, who will reverse their fortunes and herald the reign of divine justice.
Today, the Shia make up about 15% of the total worldwide Muslim population.
In Pakistan, as in most Islamic countries, the differences between Sunni and Shia were initially confined to academic debate, and violent incidents were extremely rare.
However, the situation took a dramatic turn in the early 1980s.
The change in the regional environment, and the emergence of a political, albeit violent, Islam, introduced a new phenomenon of sectarianism to Pakistan.
The Soviet invasion of Afghanistan brought funding from the US and Saudi Arabia for (mostly Sunni) Islamic radical groups to fight against Kabul.
The Islamic revolution that ended the monarchy in Shia Iran ushered in a new wave of Shia radicalism in the region.
And when the then Pakistani military ruler, General Zia-ul-Haq tried to introduce his own concept of Sunni Islam to the country, a bloody conflict broke out.
Radical groups like Sipah-e-Sahaba and Tehrik-e-Jafria have their roots in the policies of those days.
Many believe that during this period, Pakistan became the battle ground for a proxy war, a stage on which different countries and organisations belonging to various schools of extremist Islam supported members of their faith and belief.
The phenomenon of the Taleban also fuelled this violence, as a number of Sunni extremist groups found both a refuge and a training ground in Afghanistan.
The violence continued in different forms even after these countries stepped back.
In the last few years, new, more radical groups have emerged, and they target each other with venom.
Between the era of General Zia and General Musharraf, successive political governments tried to tackle the problem, but without much success.
The events of 11 September 2001 changed the world - Pakistan dumped the Taleban and, in 2002, President Musharraf launched a major campaign against Islamic extremists, banning several groups.
But within weeks many had resurfaced, with new names but the same old intentions.
They were again outlawed last year.
Yet recent history seems to suggest that declaring radical groups illegal does nothing to solve the problem.
In fact, some Sunni extremist groups have been refining their agenda, joining hands with suspected Al-Qa'eda groups in a so-called global jihad.
At least two groups have been found to be involved in attacks against other minorities, particularly Christians.
And yet another group was found to be involved in the two attacks on President Musharraf's life in December 2003.
The group's leader, Amjad Farooqui, was recently killed in a gun-battle with security forces.
Senior officials believe the present cycle of violence is partly sectarian, and partly linked to the campaign by the extremist groups to destabilise the government.
They say that, having been hit in Karachi and Quetta, the groups have now returned to the Punjab to carry out their activities.
Officials say the attack on the Sunni gathering in Multan also suggests that after a series of attacks against Shia mosques, a new group of extremists from within the community may have emerged to avenge the killings.
After a brief lull last year, 2004 has particularly been a bad year. Since 1980, more than 4,000 people have been killed in Shia-Sunni violence.
And with new and more ferocious groups emerging with an ever wider and more violent agenda, it is nearly impossible to say what form it may take in the coming months and years.
culture , adab tehzeeb
a derelict site ..
built with the tax payers money
poor more poorer
the babus rich and richer
the mullahs builders
no not bridges only malls
over all populative
a bhaiyya tableland
of corrupt politics
decadence of human
old quarters of lucknow
brick after brick
step motherly treatment
by madam mayawati ,
or any politics of girth
the congress all these years
played the fiddle like nero
to dwarf and push it into an open
rain storm drain like grave
a city of tawaifs mujra and mirth
yes Lucknow once the city of my birth..
in the quintessential city
the holy shrine
of my spiritual rebirth.
defrauded by fate of my adulthood
deep frozen wounds of my dead motherhood
a degenerative lepers world
a world defunct degraded misunderstood
diseased decripit dehumanized deadwood
demoralized depraved despicable
desecrated desentized dethroned womanhood
yes i am a leper discriminated discouraged
discredited discarded disjointed
disembodied disrespected dried defiled
dissipated debauched disembarked detached driftwood
a message they read but hardly understood..
This was a lady ashamed to show her face , almost like biblical times the segregation, the hate , all I could see were her disgruntled clawed hand that were losing the fingers , a few coins were thrown at her by the passersby .
Yes she was a leper so was I when I shot her to be infected by her despair..
Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
Ek Shahenshah Ne Banake Yeh Haseen Tajmahal Ham Gareebon Ki Mohabbat Ka Udaya Hai Mazak.. , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Fli...