My Inner Soul in a Net, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. enter the net the internet addictive habit forming but a kick a high on this planet you wont get a home away from home the cyber net to log in you wont forget alaskan fern blog goodess good souls you met now with some other souls as they jet a new cybernetic romance my colored ass to bet a brickless house once more to let zooming into the corridors of her mind all set
Going Out Of Hand, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. within the soul of the sand an imaginary world in a far away no mans land moving moments pictorially panned poetic passions going out of hand and soothing sorrow spiritually scanned the camera a magic wand not canon nikon its the camera inner eye of your mind the greatest brand reflecting a shot on another mans soul from where you stand
Vinayaka Restaurant Murud Janjira Beach, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. The white and green structure is of Vinayaka Restaurant Murud, the finest Malwani cuisine, rice thali, prawn thali ..each thali for Rs 100. Most refreshing is the Kokam water that he serves as an appetizer.. Sunil my friend owns the restaurant and his bullock cart runs at the race on Gudi Padwa .
Normally most of the photographers of Mumbai park themselves at this open air restaurant , Sunil is very fond of me and Mr Anil Bhartiya photo journo and Guru.
The Mumbai Shadow Boxer, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. The race had not started , so I had my fish thali got down to the beach and shot some cray ones ,the Murud beach is very quiet, isolated and full of the sadness of the sea, provided you stay the night over, leave the next morning via Alibagh and by boat..
The long 5 hour drive by public transport from Murud to Mumbai can break any camels back and ass too..
I had once come here with my wife when my life was down the bin..we both had come here to understand the flow of our desaturated lives..
I thought of her while taking this shot, I could have darkened this image, but I decided not to play God..and represent things as they were pictorially presented to me..
The title is a dedicated to my bruther Bernie in Chicago..
And thank you Fleur you haunt me in my wildest moments..you are a ray of sunshine when the restless soul is inundated with the grim tears of emotional vacuity.