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Bejeweled Blogs, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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I shoot graveyards , cemeteries I would love to shoot Hindu crematoriums but it is out of bounds in enclosed space.

So I shoot the Bandra Police cemetery on Hill Road where cars cry out in pain and unending suffering and third degree treatment bang opposite the Asian Paint swanky showroom.

There are cars lying here now reduced to tin robbed of all important body parts , in one of the rickshas impounded by the cops a drunk has made his home he will soon be getting a ration card too , everything is possible in Mumbai ask Vikas Bhalla he will tell you how a stall guy got a ration card with the address details of Vikas's bungalow on Hill Road.

Well I digress the Bandra Police cemetery is a place you should visit once in a while and this is the only hallowed space where only the cars dead and rotting are human the soul of man gone dead.

Here the cars talk of national integration though they are disintegrating since they were bought here caught for being an accomplice in a criminal act, this is a filmy story actually but as I am a photo blogger I will try now to trespass on writer territory.

Here in the evening after maghrib you will see a a Muslim man with a skull cap reciting fatiah on the cars and hoping that the case comes up for hearing soon so they can have a proper burial withh Gusal and Namaze Janaza too.

And this is a satire if you read it as such or a reality of life, in another corner there is a stud from Veronica road weeping on a wheel that was once his treasured Enfield bike..its another story that dead drunk he had run over an old actresses pug by mistake ..

A little ahead there is a bare chested guy in a saffron dhoti chanting Ganesha mantras on a steering wheel this is what remain of his new Innovo he had in sheer madness driven the vehicle through the doors of his fat miserly father in laws house all he had asked his newly married wife was a Rolex watch for his bare wrist and they had a fight in the struggle she got accidentally burnt by the stove ..he has just come out on bail.

His wife is getting a new face at Masani hospital .

The most saddening sight is of a Bawa in a sadra who keeps coming here every night with a torch trying very hard to find his Bullet bike and he has not found it yet.

Just outside the Banndra Police Station is a Vespa and a Honda both are in bad shape they were both caught near Bandra Fort in the act of gang raping hijras blind folded... that they got fucked in the bargain is not part of this scenario.


So the misery the pain of this cemetery on Bandra Hill Road I shoot .. as I pass this cemetery twice a day once in the morning and once late at night.


And this post is dedicated to Suki Hontu who loaned me the tittle on part time basis..

I could have penned a poem but writing poem is tougher than writing text as prose..or firoze