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A Blogger Never Sleeps

A Blogger Never Sleeps, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. to Fred Miller Glenn Losack bloggers who never sleep

as the darkness
beyond the window creeps
images poems from my head
into the computer leap
uploading the soul
of my misfortune
a blogger never sleeps
in a corner my destiny
head bowed repentantly
weeps ..
the billowing winds
the monsoonal melody
failed promises to keep
browsing flickr facebook gmail
spam on a cybernetic
garbage heap
my androgynous anomaly
into hijda ethos neck deep
into the viewfinder of my karmic soul
squint eyed I peep
google searching firoze shakir
( Results 1 - 10 of about 190,000 for firoze shakir. (0.37 seconds))
a path that seems to steep

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Please Send Me 15 Quid and Then Fuck Off

Please Send Me 15 Quid and Then Fuck Off, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 85,445 items / 510,949 views

My dear good friend Fred Miller sent this chain letter to me was worth blooging it - so you guys can laugh a bit ..

Let's see if this works, since none of the other 'Forwards' offense !

Hello, my name is Billy and I suffer from guilt for not forwarding 50 billion fucking
chain letters sent to me by people who actually believe, if you send them on, a
poor six-year-old girl in Scotland with a breast on her forehead will be able to raise
enough money to have it removed before her redneck parents sell her to a traveling
freak show.

And, do you honestly believe that Bill Gates is going to give $1000 to you, and
everyone to whom you send 'his' email?

How stupid are we?

Ooooh, looky here! If I scroll down this page and make a wish, I'll get laid by a model
I just happen to run into the next day!

What a bunch of bullshit.

Maybe the evil chain…

Ek Hijda Aulad Huee

Ek Hijda Aulad Huee, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Bahut duayen mangi
To ek aulad huee
Gid Gadake Manga tha ladka
Ek hijda aulad huee
Na ladka na ladki
Yeh kaisi aulad huee
Patjhad ko sambhala
To baharon main
Yeh baat huee
Khuda deta hain
Toh chappad
Phad ke deta hai
Waqt ka takaza tha
Yeh kaisi baat huee
Uske ghar mein der hai
andher nahi
Gid gadake manga tha ladka
Ek hijda aulad huee

The Hijra Awakening

The Hijra Awakening, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. a funereal song
they sing
clapping their hands
baring their pain
from morning to evening
a few coins
the janta flings
going round and round
and round the ring
oh karma
where is thy sting?
born a man
with a woman's soul
a broken wing
everybody talks of hijra
fuck no one does a thing
the hijra awakening
soulless thunder
thunderous showers
no lightning
the hijra life
is jinxed

Being a Hijra

Being a Hijra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. being a hijra
is living in a house
made of glass
from the cops
to the top brass
everyone gunning
for your androgynous ass
they all want hijras
irrespective of color
caste or class
green the color of envy
on the other side of the grass
article 377
like a Damocles sword
to be or not be a hijra
they ask
man also a woman
hiding behind a mask
it is accursed society
that makes man a eunuch
why take the hijra to task?

This was such a fast shoot , that I just thanked her without asking her name or which area from Mumbai she hailed from.

The Charming Hijra of Mumbai

The Charming Hijra of Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. I met her near my shop, I was serving a client as she passed by I beckoned her , I excused myself from the client who too is a photographer and began shooting her ..later my friend photographer client confessed he was too scared to shoot hijras as he was scared of being beaten by them..

Well I love shooting Hijras - I cant blame myself can I..?

Cousin Lefty Has Flown The Coop

Cousin Lefty Has Flown The Coop, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. he won 100000 dollars
invited us to Berkshire
this friendly facebook group
fred firoze benn posey
now floating
like a fly in a soup
our cousin lefty
has flown the coop
nothing but memories
left to scoop

dedicated to fred miller

The Spiritual Beauty of the Hijab

The Spiritual Beauty of the Hijab, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. within the hijab
lies a soul divine
body and spirit
indomitably aligned
a heavenly light
from within
that shines
her body protected
comfortably enshrined
spiritually contented
totally fine
its her faith
her religion
her culture
her background
why must you malign?
your barbs against this
garment of modesty
completely out of line

Arshi N Hamdare

Arshi N Hamdare, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. A few words of Arshi, she is Nasirbhai Hamdares daughter , I have never seen her speak, but she likes Marziya , so whenever I bought a chocolate for Marziya I bought one for Arshi too,I handed it over to Marziya to hand it over to Arshi,but Marziya will also hand over her share to Arshi.

Open Doors of Hell

Open Doors of Hell, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. open doors of hell
proselytizing Christianity
giving money food to convert
on alien shores
is an insult to other religions
faiths culture need
I say more
spiritual oppression is not what
man was made for
blocked forever
I shut this door
throw the first stone
if you never committed a sin
said Jesus on behalf of a whore
but his few followers
god save you from them
distributing bible adding heads
through the church door
I am sure you now get the score
let man follow the religion he follows
his is as good as yours
allah ho akbar
om mani padme hoon
om shanti om
let his spirit towards
his godliness soar
a world in global peace
no more unwanted wars

I firmly detest evangelism puritanism , that condemns and treats other religiosity as heretics,and takes a great kick trying too convert people by offering them material comforts..every man has a right to his religiosity, even if he is an atheist, pagan or agnostic.
The greatest religion for man is h…

Goat Kisses Human Cub In Human Zoo

Goat Kisses Human Cub In Human Zoo, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. the goat a mother too
kisses human cub
in a human zoo
love is god
a thought so true
you feel another
persons pain
if you step into
another mans shoe
he feels hurt
just like you

The View From The Other Side

The View From The Other Side, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 85,378 items / 510,160 views

the goat out with his family
enjoying captive souls
of a human zoo
sees this human cub
feels sorry that he has
nothing to chew
out of pity
gives him some peanuts
some cashew
living in captivity
is a pain in the butt
but she has no clue
she is free to roam
with her motley crew
a further ahead her friend
the holy cow lets out a moo
in their animal kingdom all are animals
no Hindus Christians Muslims or Jew
no priests no god men no politics
no religion it is true just love
no hate to spew

We Are Both In Deep Shit


Maybe He Knew I Was Missing Marziya

Maybe He Knew I Was Missing Marziya, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Marziya has been away from Mumbai , its over a week, and maybe as kids are more gifted than adults he read my sorrow , my pain, he was trying to replace himself with Maziya on my parched consciousness , after a very long time I shot so many pictures of a kid , other than Marziya.

It was like the snake charmer and the Cobra and the music of the flute,, he held my camera vision , not letting it go, giving me all that he had..

I have shot him earlier but not in this element of friendly spirit.

There were older kids playing across and could hear them calling out to him, but he was overwhelming the power of my camera vision in a tight grip..

The camera not only duplicates life it adds life where no life existed before.

The camera is a instrument of Peace and it shoots ...and capture moments that live long after we are dead and gone.

Shaving the Indian Armpit

Shaving the Indian Armpit, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. at bandra reclamation
a barber and a twit
shaving the Indian armpit
the source
of the finest fragrance
hitting your nostrils
bit by bit
no perfume in Arabia
can match the serenity
of crowded trains
the pungent power it emits
hitting your bowels
you asked for it
to emotionalize
your pedestrian pain
your wrist
you dont need to slit
you die as you live
to karma dharma
you submit
dont get angry
be happy
please dont throw a fit
laughter the best medicine
you need no permit
no menstrual machinations
no pregnancy no children
same sex is finally legit
a condom just buy it
AIDS dont transmit

Bandra Boy Arslan

Bandra Boy Arslan, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Arslan is a child who stays close to my shop, and his household includes a white mother goat and a black baby kid goat,he is a curious child with the inquisitive eyes of a camera lens..if I take him in my arms than he goes about snatching the beads around my neck.

I happened to see him in his cage so I took several pictures and he kept reacting to my camera like a professional fashion model.

Shooting kids is shooting godliness in Gods own backyard.

God Is White

God Is White, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. As a very young child , call it the deformity of my growth ,I always felt God was white, and I carried on with this belief , as the Primary school where I studied was called Private European School, at Colaba had European teachers early 50's ..Mrs E Lester, Miss June , Miss Marjorie.

My childhood friend Keith Kangas mother Gewndolyn was as white as albaster and so was his grand mother whom we called Granny.They were European setlers from Sri Lanka , and Keiths mom married Dossabhai Kanga of New Era Printing press a Parsi magnate.

My teachings on religion were marred by a Sunni Mullah who came to teach us Arabic but enjoyed pinching and caning me it was Granny who fed me about God and Paradise through her Jehovah Witness eyes.

Rivers of honey and milk..I was taken to Cuffe Parade to be baptized as one of them and it began to rain heavily, my baptism was aborted ...or had the White God baptized me I wont know ..til…

Christ and the Muslim Ethos

Christ and the Muslim Ethos, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. at the cross roads of life
christ and the muslim ethos
spirituality searching for
heavenly profit
beyond loss
the church and the mosque
each calling the shots
Big Boss
god two sides of the same coin
whichever way you toss
hope searching for harmony
through a human cause

The Hijab..

The Hijab.., originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Hijab or ḥijāb (حجاب, pronounced [ħiˈdʒæːb]) is the Arabic word for "curtain / cover" (noun), based on the root حجب meaning "to cover, to veil, to shelter". In popular use, hijab means "head cover and modest dress for women" among Muslims, which most Islamic legal systems define as covering everything except the face and hands in public.[1][2] According to Islamic scholarship, hijab is given the wider meaning of modesty, privacy, and morality;[3] the word for a headscarf or veil used in the Koran is khimār (خمار) and not hijab. Still another definition is metaphysical, where al-hijab "refers to the veil which separates man or the world from God."[2]

Since the 1970s, hijab has emerged as a symbol of Islamic consciousness. Muslims differ as to how "hijab dress" should be enforced, particularly over the role of religious police that are enforcing h…

Jesus Hung To Dry

Jesus Hung To Dry, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. bandra bazar road
humans living in a
a perverted pigsty
the filth
the stink
the ugliness
as you pass by
not just your
washed clothes
even jesus hung to dry
eunuch silence
of the residents
no hue and cry
municipal apathy
never in short supply