Friday, January 25, 2008

Kama Matam -Mumbai Shia Kids


Kama Matam -Mumbai Shia Kids
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The Shia kids of Mumbai are a unique lot, this is one time their parents dont take into account their coming late, or their blood letting either, not that the mothers are not worried but they know that Maaulah protects their kids from extreme harm.
This is Ghame Hussain.
The Shia parents themselves are attending various Majlis and the Shia kids never starve during Moharam, there is always the Niyaze Hussain served at the end of the Majlis or Matam, and honestly during Moharam all the basic urges are at low key whether thirst or hunger..this is my own personal experience.
At Bhendi Bazar at Dongri at Moghul Masjid at Babula Tank you feel the effervescence of Moharam, the sabils draped in black, CDs playing Nadim Sarwars latest Nohas , fill the air..and Moharam time is bonding with old time friends and aquaintances, that you lost track of..
Moharam thus is a unique month in the Shia Muslim calendar , a month of piety , introspection and a month of forgiveness.This month gives way to Safar..till the mourning period ends after 2 months 8 days.The Shia celebrate Athvi the last segment of mourning and the following morning begins the Shia important Idd called Idd e Zehra or Navi..
The Shias wear red clothes , and flaunt their spiritual freedom, curses on the enemies of Shiasm and lanat on the killers of Imam Hussain..
In Lucknow it is a festive moment , sweets called Gul Gule are served to all and sundry..An effigy of Caliph Umar is burnt in all the Shia houses in Lucknow including the main one at Makbara and at Kazmain..
There are Shairies, mehfils poetry sessions and this is one of the happiest time in a Shia familys life..

Kama Matam of Mumbai


Kama Matam of Mumbai
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The Mumbai Shia kids are absolutely unafraid when it comes to wielding the dagger, no flimsiness, a firm determined grip and in a few strokes the deed is done..
here there is no one to snatch the dagger from their hands like at Kaiser Bagh..
Most of the kids of an independent nature carry their own daggers on their person..
mostly the cheap Chinese variety

Amin Imambada Kama Matam 2008


Amin Imambada Kama Matam 2008
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Hardcore Kama Matam


Hardcore Kama Matam
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I call this hardcore Kama Matam, the dagger metculously opening up the scalp , and this young lad was very confident unafraid..

Kama Matam


Kama Matam
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Kama Matam


Kama Matam
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Kama Matam- Helping Hands


Kama Matam- Helping Hands
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Kama Matam-Helping Hands


Kama Matam-Helping Hands
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The Shia Back


The Shia Back
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Kama Matam


Kama Matam
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Here the kid is having his wound washed with water to which rose essence has been added..no ointment, no tetanus shot, nothing .Holistic healing...
It heals by itself in a day.

Shia Cubs -Future of our Race


Shia Cubs -Future of our Race
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You know this is a Shia kid, no doubt about that, he is as sane as you and me no trance no drug, and adult coaxing him to do what he is doing, he is become Man in a single stoke of Faith-bleeding Faith.
His family members are not around just his friends as manic as him on Ashra day.
This is a solidarity of the Brotherhood of Ghame Hussain.
I took this shot from a slight elevated position..nothng can frighten this Shia kid..
I know a lot of people are against this show of mournful brutality, but can you stop them.No you cant .Hussain is the fulcrum of all Pain..
I shoot kids and this is is sheer passionate photography of pain ...
Actually there is no pain , would you believe that , the kid is totally focussed on Hussain and the Tragedy of Karbala..
As a child in his mothers safe arms he saw these visuals year after year waited for his turn..and here he is walking tall.I am not glorifying or justifying the act of self mutilation but I am showing you a psychological pattern of pain..
I saw his friends around him, goading him with the chant of Ya Ali Ya Ali , there is no mirror here for him to know how deep his gash is but his friends keep him informed..
these are Shia cubs -the future of our race.

24"Blades Finale


24"Blades Finale
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Now is the time for them to exit through a narrow passge as the Juloos is carrying on in earnest in the courtyard of the Imambada Amin..

Back to the Pavillion


Back to the Pavillion
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He wants the blades back but his friends have removed the blades and given it to another person for safe keeping..

24"Blades


24"Blades
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Here his friends stop him from causing further harm and grab his blades, his Matam is bought to an end.

24" Blades


24" Blades
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The back of the Malad guy is severely cut...and people around him are not to happy with the danger his blades cause to their Matam.

Ashura Amin Imambara 2008


Ashura Amin Imambara 2008
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Ashura Amin Imambara 2008


Ashura Amin Imambara 2008
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Ashura Amin Imambada 2008


Ashura Amin Imambada 2008
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Here the Malad guy has gone for the jugular, there are a few pictures before this but the guy with his back came and stood in front of my camera, and will certainly not move , as this is his moment , he has come here to shed his blood photographer or no photographer..
Normally this area is more packed but I was lucky,,and you can see the fatal nature of his 3 blades...

Ashura Amin Imambada 2008


Ashura Amin Imambada 2008
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He was cautious and looked around him before taking the swing, he was not in a frenzy or manic as some others are, who hit without seeing even if they damage or hurt a bystander accidentaly..
Shooting at Amin Imambada is a very tough one ..

Ashura Amin Imambada 2008


Ashura Amin Imambada 2008
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He was a brave lad, and had done this before , and an amiable disposition...

The Blades of Wrath


The Blades of Wrath
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Here after much squabbling with the veteran scourgers of Amin Imambada , our Malad Man gets into the motion of swinging his giant size flagellation blades, in three or perhaps two strokes he had opened up his back and his friends dragged him away from the floor..

Ashura Amin Imambada 2008


Ashura Amin Imambada 2008
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He is from Malad and he does this every year, only this time he had got the blades done the same morning from Chor Bazar..
The blades are like 3 swords on three chains.. deadly vicious.The other veterans were not happy with him as he would slow down their scourging, they had to give him space as he has to take a forward swing going backwards in motion and this could hit any guy who accidentaly came in the way of his matam.
I have seen blades of my Iranian friend Hadi but these were the largest ever seen..
This is a cordoned off area for scourging and kama matam..on the left of him kids are standing on the scaffolding watching the Juloos that I gave a miss..

Amin Imambada Ashura 2008


Amin Imambada Ashura 2008
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Amin Imambada has two entrance a front and one at the rear end , I was stationed at the rear end , where the hard core Matam takes place , in the front on one side are the women a section that is barricaded for men.
Even the huge walls , women have climbed up from an adjacent building to get a view of the events below.The scaffolding is packed with kids who have taken position..I had made my choice I found an arch from where I decided only to shoot the flagellations and miss the Juloos, however in the end I shot portions of the Juloos too..
At the lag end I shot portions of the Sword Matam..
Here in the picture is a guy from Malad who had got this deadly three blades made at Chor Bazar, all connected to 3 chains, the width 3" and the length 24".

Ashura Amin Imam Bada 2008


Ashura Amin Imam Bada 2008
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One of the most important event on 10 th day of Moharam is Ashura the Martyrdom of Imam Hussain.This was Jan 20th 2008.
Mumbai on this day was caught in a vicious grip at one end of Mumbai was the Standard Chartered Marathon and late in the evening was a political rally of the BJP victory in Gujrat of CM Mr Narendra Modi
So it was a heavy police bandobast..on the whole.

For the Shias all road led towards Amin Imambada for the Juloos organized by the migrant Iranians , in the form of a passion play depicting scenes between Imam Hussain and Shimr the Commander of the Yazidi forces of the Ummayad Caliphate.
The entire area is jam packed in the center is a fountain that has a raised platform where the drums are beaten in Iranian style and the Juloos begins, the Taboots, the Alams and two guys dressed as women who carry the cradle of Ali Asghar the martyred infant of Imam Hussain.
Children dressed as the child in my picture are placed in the Cradle for good luck..than comes Shimr dressed in red with his army also in red , beating the crowds with whip strokes, he goes for the man dressed as Imam Hussain, and the women and the crowd go in a frenzy..All this I will show through pictures .The last is the headless body of Imam Hussain on a bier and the Juloos comes to an emd, the Iranians now break the Ashura fast with a meal of Khichda..at Fotowat
Along side the Juloos the forehead cutting the sword matam and the flagellations continue..to the chant of Ya Hussain..
The Sword Matam at Amin is the most vicious , the exponents being Habib Nasser and Mamu from Byculla..
I for the first time in my life shot all this from below, normally I would shoot from an adjacent building..Amin Imambada for any photographer is very accident prone as those who scourge have no time for others, they are in total mindless state so one has to be extremely careful here..
After this Juloos at about 5 pm starts the next segment of Ashura a Juloos from Zainabia that crawls at snails pace throught Yakub Gully to JJ Hospital all the way to end at Rehmatabad the Shia cemetery.
This time the most important event was the Iraqi Kama matam by Anjuman e Hyderi organised by Habib and Baqar Nasser , with kids and the men continously cutting their foreheads till they reached the Shia cemetery.

In the Shia cemetery is the last Majlis recited by Maulana Athar Saab Mirza called the Sham e Ghariba.
As soon as the Majlis comes to an end the hardcore slashings of the foreheads and backs begin, here too Zuljana , kids with candles the Taboots move around the crowd..
this is a very intense moment ,after this Ashura comes to an end ..
Their is a heaviness of heart as the families move away towards their home..
to meet again here at the cemetery on Chehlum or Arbaeen the 40 th day of Imam Hussains Martyrdom.

What is Shiasm?


What is Shiasm?
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The Shia children ,
To shoot this child I took her fathers permission, she knows that
what she s touching is a religious thing, and indeed it is the Taboot of Imam Hussain.
A replica of his coffin, bedecked with flowers at Kaiser Bagh before the Juloos.
A Shia child grows up fast on a fast track of Shiasm.
Her mother is the architect of her spiritual world, I say this as I watch sons wife teach Marziya to parrot words like Ya Hussain.
Marziya responds with gurgling sounds, that a normal two months old baby makes.
She is learnin grapidly she says Hi she says Hello...
And her mother takes her everyday cradled in her arms to the Majlis, the world around her, the cries the chant of Ya Hussain, all pervading her cosmic consciousness.
This is Shiasm, giving birth in the amniotic fluid waters of the euphrates held in the womb of Shia womanhood and motherhood.
We owe it to our mothers , our aunts , our grand mothers for keeping the flame alive.
The strength of our Shiasm lies in our Womanhood.
Mothers who carrying a baby on the waist two held to the hand go from one Majlis to another, poor sanitary conditions at Imambadasdoes not deter them, the kids are amply toilet trained , hardened to a life that seeks succour in Ghame Hussain.
Moharam is the pinnacle of a period od severity, no movies, no marriages , no parties, just black clothes and Ya Hussain Ya Hussain.
Before Moharam sets in the ladies of the House begin their arduous task of changing their life styles, the moth ball smelling black clothes come out from the trunks and cupboards the boys get their Zanjir blades out of the drawers still stained with dried blood of last Ashura matam , the house Imambada is decorated ,new patkas made fr the Alams, from gold brocade fabric, the Alams are sent to be silver polished..
This is Shiasm..
New Nohas , are noted down in the Byas or the Matam reading copy book..and the entire Shia household awaits the Chand of Moharam,, the Moon of Moharam.And my eyes are slowly getting moist as I remember my departed Mother who made us good human beings by just making us Shias..
Yes this is Shiasm.
Tolerance was the cornerstone of my Mother late Shamim Shakirs faith and creed.
Our house maid was an old Hindu lady we called Bai.. who would stand in a corner and slowly beat her chest repeating Ya Hussain , she taught me that Hussain is not a part of a Muslim Religion but part of a life to be lived.
Yes I am crying, as I showed the same respect to her beloved Ganesha and ate the Modak she offered me..
Yes this is pure pristine Shiasm of an ethos called Mee Mumbaikar..
This Hindu Maharashtrian lady from Colaba Military Quarters who worked at our house that belonged to the family of Nawab Kashmiri at Wodehouse Road made us what we are today, I remember her son Tulsiya too..
So simultaneously I remember my maternal grandmother Nazmi begum wife of late Daroga Nabban Saab of Pata Nala who would visit us and add the charm of LUcknow that we hardly knew I talk of circa 1955 .Or my paternal grandmother Khurshed Baji who too came to visit us from Vazir Ganj Lucknow.
All these collective memories become a part of our everlasting tryst with Shiasm.

With Marziyas birth they come out alive and her mother who has become the newest daughter of our family.
So Shiasm is feeling of self respect mutually respecting the religious rights of others and this all came to us as our ancestral heritage the gift from another Mother,
yes a Mother who lost everything the Mother of Hassan and Hussain.
Princess Fatima the erstwhile daughter of the Holy Prophet.
This is what a picture does to the poetry of my soul..
This is a poem if you read it as such.. a poem of Human life
Yes this is Shiasm a poem of human life that we call Hussainiyat...

“Shah ast Hussain, badshah ast Hussain Deen ast Hussain, deen panaah ast Hussain Sar daad, na daad dast dar dast-e-yazeed Haqu-e-binney la ilaahaa ast Hussain”

“King is Hussain, King of Kings is Hussain/ Faith is Hussian, Protector of Faith is Hussain/ He gave his head but not his hand in the hand of Yazid/ Verily, truth is but Hussain.”

“Bache toh agle baras hum hain aur yeh gham phir hai/ Jo chal basey toh yeh apna salam-i-akhir hai.“

Welcome to the “Stock” Market!!!!!


Welcome to the “Stock” Market!!!!!
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photo courtesy
www.patentmonkey.com/PM/Portals/0/ThinkingMonkey.jpg

Once upon a time a Village was infested with Monkeys.

A man appeared and announced to the villagers that he would buy the monkeys for Rs10 each.

The villagers seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started catching them.

The man bought thousands at Rs10 and as supply started to diminish, the

villagers stopped their effort. He further announced that he would now

buy at Rs20. This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started

catching monkeys again.

Soon the supply diminished even further and people started going back to

their farms. The offer rate increased to Rs25 and the supply of monkeys

became so little that it was an effort to even see a monkey, let alone

catch it!

The man now announced that he would buy monkeys at Rs50! However, since

he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now buy on

behalf of him.

In the absence of the man, the assistant told the villagers. Look at all

these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected. I will sell

them to you at Rs35 and when the man returns from the city, you can sell

it to him for Rs50.”

The villagers squeezed up with all their savings and bought all the

monkeys.

Then they never saw the man nor his assistant, only monkeys everywhere!! !

Welcome to the “Stock” Market!!!!!

sent to me by my friend anil shejale

The Syndrome of Shia Pain


The Syndrome of Shia Pain
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our detractors
wonder blunder
thunder
go insane
from their balconies
of misguided spirituality
their tortoise heads crane
a thought in their
confused heads remain
surrealistic sincerity
pain- shias - shiasm
synonomous
with ghame hussain
divinity held in a blood stain

Weeping Tears of Faith


Weeping Tears of Faith
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protected by Ahle Bayt

The Definition of Pain


The Definition of Pain
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Ya Hussain
Ya Hussain

Water Colors of Pain


Water Colors of Pain
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on the canvas of our soul
free flowing very plain
one color bleeding vermillion
of our pain
inundating waves after waves
of ya hussain
shiasm a state of spiritual supremacy
within our hearts powering our brain
cut open our vein
in every drop
the silence
a peak of eloquence
of ghame hussain

A Script of Pain


A Script of Pain
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The flesh on our body
is nothing but a script of pain
each stroke of a razor sharp
blade that reads Ya Hussain
1400 year old chant
reverbrating from
the sands of Karbala
where Islam was slain
rose like a phoenix
on our hearts to reign
hussainiyat our souls
musical strain
through our blood that
we drain
every drop for ghame hussain
persecuted oops fuck taqqaiya
shia remain

Alam Procession Kaiser Bagh


Alam Procession Kaiser Bagh
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Taboot of Imam Hussain Kaiser Bagh


Taboot of Imam Hussain Kaiser Bagh
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Taboot of Imam Hussain at Kaiser Bagh


Taboot of Imam Hussain at Kaiser Bagh
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Taboot is the replica of the coffin of Imam Hussain a pivotal part of all Shia processions including his steed Zuljana, Alam the standard of the Imams Army that was held by his brother Abbas Alamdar.. on the head of the Alam hangs Mashke Sakina the water pouch of little Sakina daughter of Iman Hussain.

Dar he Kulsum ke chhere pe na gir jaye nazar
Noke Nahza pe sambhalta nahi Abbas ka sar

9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh


9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh
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9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh


9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh
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The Shia Sword Man


The Shia Sword Man
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The Shia Sword of Inner Faith


The Shia Sword of Inner Faith
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Shia Samurais of Mumbai


Shia Samurais of Mumbai
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The Sword Matam of Mumbai


The Sword Matam of Mumbai
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Kaiser Bagh Play School of Pain


Kaiser Bagh Play School of Pain
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The Contortive Pain of the Shia


The Contortive Pain of the Shia
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The Dancing Blades of Death


The Dancing Blades of Death
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Kama Zani of Mumbai- Shia Pandit


Kama Zani of Mumbai- Shia Pandit
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The little Shia kids of Mumbai become men on a single night for all the nights from 6 th Moharam.The credit goes to Kaiser Bagh that has grooomed the kids and to Munna Bhai who has nurtured this art tht we Shias call Kama Zani.
Every kid when he grows up will remember his first brush withthe dreaded dagger on his head, the first time scary feeling when you see the razors sharpness in your minds eyes though you have closed your physical eyes.
The first failed strokes, the second attempt till you release blood and there you are totallyt ransformed.
I kept away from this genre because of my Dreadheads and my expensive extensions that I had paid a bomb, to Lady Diana of the Dread heads an English lady friend famous in Goa Pushkar and Manali.
But I shaved it out in Lucknow a few years back on the insistence of a few Naga Sadhus who wanted to present my hair to Shiva their deity and I just gave it away , on a poetic note and my respect for Hinduism and the Naga Sadhus, whom I had met at the Nasik Kumbh.
Being bald was a blessing in disguise as it made it easier to slash my head at Kazmain in Athvi a Matam I shall never forget and the Dance of Death thst I call Tandav on the Soul of Shimr..Pain too has its moments of choreography a thought and metaphor very alien to people who dont think the way I do..
The essence of my souls survival has been peripherally based on Hindu iconography, I believe it as my cultural inheritance- that has metamorphosed me as a Shia Pandit.

The Sword Matam of Mumbai


The Sword Matam of Mumbai
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This is a hand made sword, from Iran.
It is vicious and one slash cuts open the back, you need a firm grip anda steady hand.I did this Matam a few years back, at Mazgaon on the streets in Chehlum, I was introduced to this Matam by Cassim Hallori and a senior Khoja gentleman Mr Bundeally, a veteran of this genre.
I could not do it this year because of a diabetic frozen shoulder and my imjury on my right hand.I have very restricted movement.I cut my forehead on Ashura but could not flagellate.Besides I get carried away in the frenzy of the moment and it hampers my main goal of shooting picturesto share it with all of you.
Habib Nasser and Mamu of Byculla are sword exponents of this Matam.
You will see this when I post my Ashura pictures after this..

9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh-Finale


9 Moharam Kaiser Bagh-Finale
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This is the famous Razor blade Matam, a sight that you seee quintessentially at Hyderabad and Kolkatta.
In Mumbai it is Kama Matam cutting of the forehead or Zanjir Matam, flagellaion, and the now famous slashing the back with the Sword Matam.
This picture brings to an end my over 400 shot images of an event called Shab e Ashur the eve of the night of Ashura.Ashura is the 10 th day of the Martyrdom of Imam Husssain the braveheart noble grandson Imam Hussain by the accursed Yazid of the Ummayad Caliphate.
I began shooting this on foot from 7 pm at Savoy Byculla and ending all this at Kaiser Bagh at about 1 am.
I had to abort this shoot rush back to Bandra where I stay as the family wanted to attend
a vigil , a night of prayers at Rizvi..
Moharam not just because I am a Indian Shia Muslim, but because of its rituals of rememberance has always fascinated me.
The emotions on display, the free flow of blood tears and sweat of a persecuted community...I photograph all this for posterity.I photograph it sincirely as I know trhe metaphor the symbolism beneath the Shia turbulence of Faith.It also helps in rediscovring myself.
Normally each year in Moharam I hit the trail tryingto shoot a different venue, a different city, this year due to various constrains, and more because of my injured right hand and a frozen shoulder I stayed back in Mumbai.
Also places like Lucknow , the city of my birth reads me wrongly, as a Shia, so I am disillusioned , and find Mumbai more compatible to my souls quest.People know me in Mumbai and have been helpful and cooperative, and the Mumbaikar Shia is more mature than his counterpart elsewhere.As Mumbai is there Karam Bhoomi as much as mine., most of us our children of migrants that have settled here and made Mumbai our home.Moharam in Mumbai is the ultimate high of a Shia ethos.
The state administration, the police , the law and order machinery, the Hindu community, the majority community of Sunnis, and other denominations go out of their way to make Moharam a peaceful fare and add to its ambience of spiritual sanctity.

The Sky Bleeds on Ashura


The Sky Bleeds on Ashura
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in our shia hearts
winds blow non stop
darkness at dawn
the sky bleeds on ashura
pitter patter puddles
blood as raindrops
watering the pain
of a 1400 year that
yield crops
the unborn shia child
his back his forehead
ready on a mission
hussainiyat
that will never flop
always ahead
on top of the top
time has come for
yazidiyat to close shop
from its jehaddi heritage
a path of human righteousness
a path of peace swap
a final full stop

Ek Nare Hyderi -Ya Ali


Ek Nare Hyderi -Ya Ali
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This kid surprised me no less every single day from 6th Moharam to Ashura I saw him slashing his forehead with an unimaginable quality , and he wore the same dress , he was at Savoy Byculla he was at Amin Imambada later at Kaiser Bagh on 9 th Moharam..
On 10 Moharam he was at Amin Imambada again slashing himsef..
Now mind you nobody coaxed him, no one told him to do what he was doing..
This is one aspect of self mutilation that cannot be termed child abuse..I talk about kids in the age group of 8 to teenagers,,
At the Fire Matam I saw a kid about 8 years old coolly walk the fire without running..
So the Shia kid has a unique sense of devotion to Ahle Bayt and specially Imam Hussain.
At the Majlis it is these kids that keep shouting Ek Nare Hyderi Ya Ali a spiritual slogan, a powerful slogan that does not find favor with a coterie of Maulanas affiliated to the Iranian clergy..and whose funding comes from Iran.
The Shia fabric of Faith is already eaten by termites from within the Shia Wahhabis and other radical Shia elements who want to do away with the hosting of Azadari per se..I somehow stay away from congregational discourses and away from all religious controversies , I shoot pain external from which blood flows and the internal one from which a dam bursts and tears flow..
No Alim is bigger than Hazrat Ali..period.
Ek Nare Hyderi Ya Ali is the Soul of our religiosity the scaffolding on which hangs the flesh of our Shia faith..

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