The Nazar on the Bajra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. All this is on the Bajra or the boat, as soon as it berths the crowds from the pier start entering the boat, to taste the Nazar, which consists of halwa puri, sweets of all varieties ..and it gets packed completely , they move out another lot come in and more than thousands of people only male partake in this event on the boat,above near the pier is a section for the ladies to taste the nazar too, and it is an irony I stayed close to the Gateway of India , but never came here , when we were kids, even my mother a diabetic came and saw this once just a few days before she died on 21 Shaban.
My wife makes it a point to come here from Bandra ..we hardly have to visit our ancestral home near Strand Cinema.
We come here and get back to Bandra as fast as we can.
This is a very momentous event for the Shias of Mumbai, eagerly awaited by Shia poets ..who have to yell out their poetry in praise of the Imams to really …
I start a new series at my Flickr photo stream, Shia Shabbarat 2009 and Wiladate Imam Zamana.
Last night the Shia spent head bowed in prayers at the mosque and than visit to the graveyards , to commemorate and remember the dead , almost akin to All Souls Day.
My wife and my younger daughter in law made halwa puri, than said fatiah to the Imams and later our ancestors..my mothers family , my fathers family including her parents family. I did not go to town as I normally did as it is far too strenuous in my diabetic state , so I skipped the cemetery visit and the Moghul Masjid celebrations too.
But in the morning at 5 am,wife and I went to the Gateway of India where the birthday of our Twelfth Imam , known as Imame Zamana is celebrated.
A boat called the Bajra comes from Bhaucha Dhakka all decorated and berths at the pier where halwa and puri , sweets , kheer is served …
It Rains Fatwas Everyday......., originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. a silence her soul wont betray muslim society is to blame in every way deprived of her education married away to a good for nothing unemployed lazy who wont work his way playing cards drinks drugs she did say it is raining fatwas everyday from door to door she begs next morning begins another day anti islam is not just about terrorism it is how we treat our women this way a hidden face a hidden sorrow reflected in her child's eyes is her pain today hung on her waist a broken toy no toys to play heads bowed within the four walls of gods house those who pray mother and son searching for hope in the coins you pay
When I first joined Flickr , I got a lot of stick from rich Mujhaidas of the opulent Arab world for showing the other side of disfranchised Muslim society, but now 2 years down the line ,85800 pictures and the pain still lingers , my camera eyes shows me pain that others dont want to see , they take is a normal occur…
Two Sides of Pain, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. dichotomy of mans nature the heart and the brain a single coin two sides of pain a dry spell and rain humanity and hussain karmic calisthenics the soul entertain yogic kundalini uncoiling the serpent energy for spiritual gain facebook flickr twitter my insanity maintain web pages contrived calamity contain the angst and anxiety of a poets domain
Storytelling is the conveying of events in words, images, and sounds often by improvisation or embellishment. Stories or narratives have been shared in every culture and in every land as a means of entertainment, education, preservation of culture and in order to instill moral values. Crucial elements of stories and storytelling include plot and characters, as well as the narrative point of view.
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Pedestrian Poetry of Despair, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. He is dead drunk ..makes no difference in a few minutes a dog will come raise his leg pee on him and move away ...this is life on a slow track elitist call it street photography , others call it street art
from the shadows of despair a mangy leprous dog will creep lifting up his scrawny leg will pee on his dreamy sleep at home his wife and children weep a path of life too steep today was salary day at the bootleggers joint all his money lost in a sweep man from the womb to the tomb into dog shit neck deep hardly looks before he leaps his soul into the gutter seeps
A Blind Man Emotes, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. his inner thoughts his feelings his shortcomings my camera takes notes in the wilderness of the living 'a blind man emotes longings fulfillment a saturated spirituality silently floats does he know what I look like on his blindness a moat his world of darkness like parched throats memories wandering aimlessly as paper boats from the beauty of his soul ghalib he quotes