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Handicapped By Birth

Handicapped By Birth, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. we in india
have divided
man
into fragments
of the human soul
every part
but never whole
a mochi
a chamar
a mehtar
hajam
so on
so forth
made the soul
of our ethos
a pathetic hell hole
casteism
parochialism
regionalism '
running amok
beyond control
our human values
our respect for
the demarginalized
the underprivileged
all down the manhole
tears drops on the
heart of our tiranga
on the flagpole

Why God Did Not Create the Hijras?

Why God Did Not Create the Hijras?, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. God made the Earth, Nature, Man Woman than God rested, now Man pretending to be an image of God was not too happy and being genetically politically inclined ..with the theory of Divide and Rule created the Hijra from his own Rib. with due apologies to the the story of our biblical creation.

The Hijra is neither Man nor Woman..Neither this nor that.. a line running parallel better sorrow and despair.

My father in law hates Hijras , I dont blame him, one of his relatives aspiring to be a Bollywood star , was in Mumbai a stunner ,great looks failed to make it in the Industry..he returned depressed was accosted bya Hijra began living with her, the hijras was over possessive..the good lookers family tried hard to get him out of the clutch of the hijra, but all moves were futile ..Hijra would not let go of her lover..I only know one thing , when the lover too wanted a release from this androgynous love tr…

The Messenger of Failed Love

The Messenger of Failed Love, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 121,892 items / 832,890 views

photo courtesy
jean marc gargantiel

jmgargantiel.zenfolio.com/p132891686

here i am
like a barren tree
standing
outside her house
withered hopes
fruitless branches
bent kowtowed
i am alone
a thought
in a crowd
i bang my head
against her door
i call out her name
aloud
humility
head bowed
she is arrogant
full of conceit
vane and proud
she loves a man
more heavenly
endowed
although
i have deleted her
from my fucked
consciousness
she wont be cowed
with the gift
of her touch
she can bring
me to life
from my shroud
but than outside her
door reads a plaque
dogs and dead indians
not allowed

Sochte Sochte

Sochte Sochte, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 121,892 items / 832,890 views

photo courtesy
jean marc gargantiel

jmgargantiel.zenfolio.com/p132891686

sochte sochte
ham ek soch bankar
reh gaye
hamare arman
bhuli bisri yadein
kagaz ki nav
ki tarah
gumrah hokar
gutter
main beh gaye
ham akele the
baton baton
main kya kya keh gaye
unka hath thama
phir akele reh gaye


I am more comfortable penning my thought in English the language of inveterate dreamers but sometimes I give it a try in my own way of expressiveness ...

In The Beginning Was The Word

In The Beginning Was The Word, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 121,892 items / 832,890 views

photo courtesy
jean marc gargantiel

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I stay at Bandra and this is the ugliest part of a fishing waterfront called Chimbai that it connects at one end to Salman Khans house and the other end to Joggers Park hardly matters to my pedestrian tale posturing as a blog.

Many years when we were searching for an independent home we were shown a place over 900 sq feet , cheap and within our budget 25 years back, but there was a hitch, it was a shed that had been demolished made into a building , we decided not to take it up and bought a place in another fishing village Danda.

I bought Jean Marc here as I really did not know where to take him , and from here I took him to Juhu , Mr Ashok Tyagi Oshos office and back to Bandra.

Actually I go blank trying to write a poem on Jean Marcs pictures they are better as pictures than the poems I will add .And this I…

Private European School Colaba

Private European School Colaba, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. I studied here in 1955 this was an elitist primary school run by Mrs E Lester , her sisters Miss Marjorie, and Miss June..

The only person from this school I spoke to a few years back was Goverdhan Dhoot who studied with me , he is a relative of my photo guru Mr KG Maheshwari.


I remember a few the Kuruvilla sisters Priya and Laila, The Ghouse brothers from Dhanashtra, Sheba Eapens , Roy Daniels, Indira Khare , Madhu Sudhir Geeta Ruia...
Tanaz Nanavati and Jimmy Nanavati..

This school was part of the Baptist Church opposite Usha Sadan..near 5 Number post office .

I was enrolled in this school by Akthar Kashmiri daughter of late Nawab Kashmiri.

a future of a smile

a future of a smile, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. seeing me
in the cab
she said
uncle wait
a while
i saw a bright
future
in her smile
with my dark
thoughts
her bright thoughts
i wont revile
a cosmic poet
who manufactures
poems
part of his
pedestrian profile
unique hairstyle
a computer
a sedentary
lifestyle
tailor made
tensions
in textile
a bit senile
humble
not servile
a street
documentary
of pain
he complies
barefeet
through
your monitor
walking
miles and miles
although
he has deleted
her from
his fucked
consciousness
she gate crashes
into his heart
his woman
erstwhile
goddess nubile
she left
him for another man
who was heavenly
endowed
more virile
perniciously
more penile
a cosmic poet
from his city of birth
living in mumbai
in exile
his pictures
truthfully tactile
excuse the break
he will be back
in a little while

Hamara Kal Aj Se Accha Hoga

Hamara Kal Aj Se Accha Hoga, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. rahul gandhiji
ke rashtra pati
ban jane par
shayad
raste pe bheek
mangna nahi hoga
hamara kal
aj se achha hoga
buddhe neta
golden hand shake
dekar
desh ka fayda hoga
chor kotwal
ki soch main
izafa hoga
imandar
na ghus
khane wala
daroga hoga

Raste Pe Tehelka

Raste Pe Tehelka, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. khabre bechne zaroori hai
papi pet majboori hai
mere khali pet par
bhook ki churi hai
teri soch
meri soch main
zamane bhar ki
duri hai

Scales of Injustice

Scales of Injustice, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. man
sleeps dreams
wakes up screams
crushed beneath
lives wooden beams
raped by a system
his fucked soul
he cant redeem
his fate he curses
god above
he blasphemes
fighting
injustice with injustice
he takes a path extreme

Is Desh Main Rehna Hoga Vande Matram Kehna Hoga

Is Desh Main Rehna Hoga Vande Matram Kehna Hoga, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. I have no issue reciting Vande Matram I recited the Our Father and the Angelus I am still a good Muslim and a good Indian too.. but greater than merely reciting words that are used as propaganda by rightist patrties I believe the greatest supreme sacrifice is dying for the nation in time of need.. even a parrot can recite words better than a Muslim man.. this is my personal view.

And I found no mans faith can be blown away by another persons influence ,but mutual coexistence , tolerance are the staple diet of Indians a peace loving race.


And I shot this arti at Ramesh Gruds house in Bandra I shoot it ever year and whatever views of the Bajrang Dal, I think as a Muslim I have showcased the true meaning of my cultural inheritance as Hope and Hindutva a Message of Universal Peace.

Whatever my religiosity it is my private pact with my God.

But I am an Indian and proud of my birthright.

Survival on a Mean Street

Survival on a Mean Street, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. light and shade
will soon go away
darkness the soul
of light is
on its way
the child looks
beyond
into the future
hope is homeless
it too has no place
to stay

Under The Palm Tree

Under The Palm Tree, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. lies a human speck
a piece of shit
the scourge
of humanity
man
who is the cause
of the loss
of the center
of gravity
let him sleep
dont wake him up
he might get angry

An Island Without Hope

An Island Without Hope, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. going going
gone
just
tyre marks
on a downward slope
crushed by a car called destiny
was death marked on their horoscope
in another part of the world '
cassock rape went on
peacefully slept the pope
he knew it but let it happen
shut eyes myope
religious rape the worst
nightmare on a tightrope

Doomed Dire Straits

Doomed Dire Straits, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. no there is no bed
for his gangrenous state
on the pavement
for his turn he waits
outside the bhabha
hospital gates
when the guy dies
the bed of thorns
he will vacate
if the guy
now sleeping
outside dies too
than his carcass
too they will cremate
his fucked body parts
they might sell
in the black market
the left overs
they will donate
this is humanity
among human
like a body
of an animal
stagnates
if it hurts
than as pain
it relates