Saturday, July 25, 2009

Marziyas Legacy

Simply because I have a camera
I captured memories of Marziya
like one captures butterflies
flitting and frolicking as they fly
held in my hand like a moment
that I made others see
with my camera eye
all this will be my legacy
to Marziya if and when
I should die
6800 images
each telling her story
as time passed by
from the second day
of her birth
to her first birthday
of a Shia child
born in Mumbai
her first brush
with cats dogs goats
that live nearby
riding a horse
at almeida park
fear she did defy
she did what she had to do
writing painting drawing
she never was shy
she would have
been cutting her head
scourging her back
during Moharam
but than God
made her a girl
not a guy
to do matam
to weep
feel the pain
of the Martyrdom
of Imam Hussain
as a Shia
she was born to cry
Hussainiyaat
the path to Salvation
the source of her progeny
when they come by

she may or may not
become a photographer
a thought I wont deny
but she will see the world
on the emulsion of her soul
with her grand fathers
magic eye
pedestrian pain street poetry
rivers of nostalgia
that wont run dry

inspired by Fred Miller..


FredMikeRudy Pro User says:

I shudder to think of what her eyes have seen through your eyes, and what her eyes will feast on when she looks back at your photo legacy and tries to comprehend what you were trying to convey to her.

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