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Carrying The Seminal Stained Mattress of Another Mans Sin

Carrying The Seminal Stained Mattress of Another Mans Sin, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. no man
can ever win
after all
he too
will end up
down there
in the trap door
of her recycling bin
love is nothing
but a punishment
of the human skin
pierce forced entry
by a kingpin
a kiss on the nape
a kiss on the chin
she throws you out
lets another one in
fuck she has taken
many like you for
roller coaster ride
a never ending spin
even the lamb
in the wolves skin
whether you have
or dont have a
she is game for
just about
any trade in
when you die
the alimony
will be paid by
your next of kin
only the divorce lawyer
who fucks her free
she wont turn in
bald headed
like a pumpkin

to firdaus shakir
my kid brother

It Takes Two Hands To Clap

It Takes Two Hands To Clap, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. our hearts
our souls
our ethos
on a single
a hindu a muslim
it takes two hands to clap
we are different we are same
a single cord that wont snap
a jenu and a skullcap

Silence Zone

Silence Zone, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Hope Hindutva
a message
of universal peace
a silence zone
along with Islam
in Amchi Mumbai
a non violence zone
mazhab nahi sikhata
apas main
bair karna
our ring tone
our collective ethos
when we are together
we are not alone
our spirit
made of fire water
ice concrete and stone
beneath the branches
of a banyan tree
we have flourished
we have grown
a nation
that we call
our own
the strength
of our spirituality
our backbone
mother India
our precious
on the soul
of humanity

dedicated to my guru kg maheshwari

Gadi Aur Hath Gadi Face To Face

Gadi Aur Hath Gadi Face To Face, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. humility
in surrealistic
mind space
both part
of lifes race
the poor man
the rich man
in deathly
a wanton
of destiny
the source
of each ones

The Quintessential Carrom Board

The Quintessential Carrom Board, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. A scene at Bandra Bazar Road

Carrom also Caroom or carroms is a family of tabletop games sharing a similarity in that their mechanics lie somewhere between billiards and table shuffleboard. The game has various other names around the world, including carrum, couronne, carum, karam, karom, karum, fatta (Punjabi) and (rarely) finger billiards.

The origins of carrom are uncertain, although western sources suggest that the game is of Bangladesh, Pakistan, Indian, Portuguese colonial, or Burmese origin.[1] Variations of the game played with a cue stick similar to those used in billiards-type games may have independently developed in several cases as a mixture of billiards and shuffleboard.

The game is very popular in Bangladesh, India and Pakistan. Similar games are played throughout the world, and may or may not share common origins with carrom. There is a carrom-like game also …

God Lives In Darkness of a Blind Mans Eyes

The Blog Speaks

The Blog Speaks, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. I walk to work through Indraji Nagar slums, though I can come directly via Bandra Hill Road but I prefer the noisy back lanes , I see life face to face and as I always carry my camera and shoot what touches my human soul, I guess I am as opinionated in the shots I take as I am iin my blogs..

The only problem is that all that I shoot on the streets is part of Firoze Shakir street photography set, after uploading them here I move ahead, so most of these pictures are devoid of text, I thought I would work on them through Picnic which edits within Flickr but my system began crashing I gave up...there are over 7500 pictures , competing with my Hijra pictures 11000 and Marziya Shakir set over 9000 pictures.

And to keep these pictures viewable I will have to keep on paying 25 US$ every year or they wont be visible at all, I have been lucky my son and my mentor Dr Glenn Losacks contribution to the Pro membership makes it poss…

Yeh Dosti Nahi Chodenge

The Meeting of Fate

The Meeting of Fate, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. This story I am about to narrate you dont have to believe it ,I was coming to my workspace when from a far I saw this sadhu in a rickshah, I was attired almost like him, but in black, as you can see in the next picture of him and me.. our eyes met and he passed me by , I had a desire to meet him , I made it known in my glance.

Later in the evening when I returned to work I saw him sitting in a neigboring shop with his back to me , I knew he was the same Baba so I approached him , and he said well you wanted to meet me as much as I wanted to meet you, I nodded my head , and later I came to know he is a Tantric I gave him a orange stole and some money , he did not ask me though.. but I knew his wants as he knew my needs , he is from Nasik Trimbakeshwar and is known as Shankar Baba,,

I shot several shots , I liked his congeniality, his love of humanity devoid of hate.

He just told one word before parting ..he said th…

I Would Rather Be a Hindu Than Be a Wahhabi

I Would Rather Be a Hindu Than Be a Wahhabi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. yes
i would rather be called a kafir
than be a wahabbi
i would rather be a hindu
than be a wahhabi
both options
close to humanity
one with
my cultural inheritance
of peace and brotherhood
mutual tolerance sanity
no i distance myelf
from your hate filled
a shia pandit
i am
is enough for me
these are my thoughts
you dont have to agree
at least here in india
my lord is not
held in captivity

Searching For Their Future Under The Car !

Searching For Their Future Under The Car !, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. they could not find their future
however hard they tried
they wept they cried
they felt they had been
cheated of their pride
searching for their future
behind their backs their
hands tied
if you had money
than the god of education
was by your side
if your parents
borrowed money
to send you to australia
they received a mail
you had been stabbed
you had died
a catch 22
fucked and fried

What are they searching for ...

What are they searching for ..., originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. What are they searching for ...
under the car
they have lost
someting very
this i could
guess from afar
huge bouders
of knowledge
in their
heavy school bags
education today
a scar
the completion
of their studies
they will be begging
for work
under sold
as a commodity
in a works bazar
dreams in their eyes
they too want
to be rahul gandhi
or salman khan
the be human
film star
the girl child
has not yet
found a role
so far
for a while
it was
sania mirza
now she is
no more ours

dedicated to salman the 30 mar khan
sab bacchon ka pyara sab bachhon ki jan

Jigsaw Puzzle of Life

Jigsaw Puzzle of Life, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. light and shade
torment me
as i fade
i not climbed
the mountains
to seek love
at home
i should
have stayed
my trip
i should
have delayed
but i was destined
to mourn a loss
on the path
of persuasion
i was waylaid
a woman
in brocade
my barefeet
on the soul
of a razors blade
that she played

Love The Most Fucked Emotion

Love The Most Fucked Emotion, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. although he has deleted her
from his fucked consciousness
her thoughts invade his sleep
love the most fucked emotion
skin deep a commodity
second hand dirt cheap
recyled agony on the
mound of her despair
he weeps
dreams blah blah
fucked sheep
away from
her life
in one sweep

The Man With The Giant Cock

The Man With The Giant Cock, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 123,076 items / 842,652 views

all his life
he wanted to have what
god did not give him
that extra libidinous
long limb
to fuck
life to the brim
but the situation
was very grim
his fairy god mother
granted him
a pole of a cock
sleek and trim
water logged
in his dreams
he outswims
neat and slim

I Shoot E Motion

I Shoot E Motion, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 123,076 items / 842,652 views

I was speaking to my dear friend Prashanth Singh a very good dude and a good photographer from Mumbai ..and the topic was trends in photography as defined by camera clubs.

Without being sarcastic or insulting or humiliting I think if you see one camera clubs newsletter with another camera's newsletter it is the same nothing has changed , makes me puke vociferously rapidly in oxymoron haste.

What beats me when will we come out of the rectum of the old fathers of photography, their time is gone , their contribution is archival period..

Every photographer is copying the old school of thought, the same ambiance the same mood , fucked pictures that I would not paste on my grand mothers grave she would die the second time too.

And if you read this without bias,, without blinkers you know what I am talking about, I leave it to the honesty of your conscience.

I moved away a million light years…

House Full

House Full, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 123,076 items / 842,652 views

Most of the beggars this sde of Bandra are hardcore brown sugar addicts....they occupy the streets dope but do not die, death evades them as the place where one goes as human soul after death has a board HOUSE FULL..

Now you will wonder why House Full, well its a fuck up up above, the custodian of the place is under stress , he has been having sleepless nights , he has asked the Angel of Death to lie low, as there has been a great demand for a long running show .. in the creators cinema house it is called First Come First Served , the come should not be taken as a metaphor.. the film is Virgins in Paradise , cinemascope , and you get to see it only if you have bombed a Shia mosque, killed a few innocent bystanders , you know the rest..I wont go into gory details..the cinema here is made by petro dollar money that was sent by expatriates from earth ..

Rights of Admission is reserved here of lat…

Why This Hijra Did Not Go To Bombay Gymkhana!

Why This Hijra Did Not Go To Bombay Gymkhana!, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 123,076 items / 842,652 views

This is beggar hijra who solicits for alms at the Turner Road Traffic signal..she is an old contact her guru is an old friend of mine..

We were meeting after a very long time and I told her about the sordid inhuman treatment of a Hijra icon Laxmi Narayan the eltist Bombay Gymkhana , she listened to me and was not at all shocked as she told me in Mumbai many a times she was thrown out from temples too.

She lives in a slum, she along wth a few others and she has no dreams.
Yes imagine being human and not having deams.. she has been debarred from her dreams too.

I live beg shit get
fucked on the
roads I tread
roads made by a
man made power
left over from
she is fed
cops chase her
at the traffic signal
a fine Rs 1200
per begging head
but honestly
without cheating
she earns her
daily bread
to a slimy
two timing
mother fucker
a drunkard