Salman Khan
is a man
after my heart
with love
with hope
with a healing touch
the poor persons
shut down life
he loves to re start
be human
his words echo
a message impart
salman khan
who paints
the canvas
of a poor
persons life
yes this is art
i asked a
little girl
at band stand
who was
the best khan
star eyed
she answered
salman khan
is my sweet heart
my silence
she did outsmart
into the crowds
she did dart
moving away
with her father
pushing
his hand cart
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Be Human Be Salman Khan
Jab Budapa Ata Hai
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jab budapa ata hai
hijda aurat se phir
marad ban jata hai
ghabrata hai
bheetar se thar
tharata hai
ganji chandiya
moochi dadi
phir waqt
ke chungal
main phas
jata hai
jawani ka
janaza
nazron ke samne
se guzar jata hai
hijra ek bar nahi
kai bar
mar jata hai
jab budapa ata hai
ma bahen kar jata hai
safed saree
toote ghungroo
purani dholak
se sharminda
ho jata hai
The Dauntless Street Photographer
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picture shot by my master kg maheshwari
This was shot a few years back at Mr Maheshwarijis house and he has worked on it and bought it to life..to demystify the soul of a dauntless street photographer.
His words to me when he sent me this picture a few minutes back..
Dear Firozebhai:
With your erstwhile pictorial photography experience
(as now you would like to be known worldwide as "STREET PHOTOGRAPHER"),
please oblige me with your constructive comments.
Thanking you,
KgM.
Shoshanam Bhava Sindhoscha
Gnyaapanam Saarasampadaha
Guror Padodakam Samyak
Tasmai Sree Gurave Namaha
Meaning:- The one who can hekp us cross this ocean of life, the one who can reveal to us the Divine, I adore his paadukaas(hold onto his feet), I salute to such a Guru.
i am a street photographer
shooting life a still camera
my eyes a video cam
in all humility i bow
to you master
for making me
what i am
not dauntless
but original
not a sham
memory
in a RAM
a poet
who loves
to slam
Hope and Hindutva
peace brotherhood
Islam
tolerance
mutual coexistence
life's ongoing exam
a lesson i need not cram
Beneath The Feet of a Guru Lies Paradise
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picture was shot by late prof b w jatkar
Guru Brahma Gurur Vishnu
Guru Devo Maheshvaraha
Guru Saakshat Para Brahma
Tasmai Sree Gurave Namaha
Meaning:Guru is verily the representative of Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva. He creates, sustains knowledge and destroys the weeds of ignorance. I salute such a Guru.
a master
of light and shade
on the soul
of humanity
can never fade
lighting
an unknown zone
of cyberspace
unafraid
kg maheshwari
a doyen
of photography
self made
kindness
generosity
humility
inlaid
for money
his art a passion
he wont trade
old but
young
at heart
wit sharp
as razor blade
a precious
gemstone
scintillating
in brilliance
will never jade
out of a
speck of dust
he touched
with
his feet
a street
photographer
he made
Guroraadi Anaadischa
Guruh Parama Daivatam
Guruh Parataram Naasti
Tasmai Sree Gurave Namaha
Meaning:- The Guru has neither beginning nor end; the Guru is the ultimate God (in the visible form); There is nothing beyond this Guru principle, I salute to such a Guru.
She Has Ordered A New Door For Her Heart
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once her heart
was a mansion
hospitable
to the core
she loved me
she swore
but being a woman
of substance
she got tired
i was dislodged
as a bore
to keep me out
forever
she has ordered
a new door
her facebook wall
silent
like a mourning
seashore
although
i have deleted
her from
my fucked
consciousness
her memories
now bitter
slightly scarred
i adore
hoping
that she will
come back to me
my old status restore
her unbridled passion
on my poetic soul
out pour
before i cut
my wrist
blood and gore
another one
bites the floor
a rolling pin
on my head
woke me up
wife said
why do
you day
dream
while
you snore
a father
a grand father
you are
not what
you were
anymore
while you
break your head
on this wretched
computer
someone else
has to mind
your store
bollywoods
most wanted
no more
i am
what i am
a loser
therefore
i responded
without
ill will or rancor
i was a pimp
life was a fuckin
whore
Be Human Like Salman Khan
salman khan
is a legend
on the street
he touches
everyone
he meets
with his
smile
genuine
incorrigibly
sweet
at Galaxy
waving
out to
his fans
with love
emotion
he greets
a man
who accepts
success
failures
defeats
but rises
every time
on his feet
helping
the needy
the poor
the underprivileged
without
arrogance
without conceit
no actor
worth his salt
with our own
bandra's
30 mar khan
can compete
neighbors envy
owners pride
salman khan
offbeat
his seniors
or his juniors
he will
never
mistreat
be human
his cry of anguish
his cry of pain
for those
who sleep
on the roads
have no
food to eat
share your
happiness
be generous
to them
in their
time of need
salman khan
a human actor
complete
lodged
in the hearts
of people as hope
you cannot unseat
this is my tribute
to salman khan
an actor
a poet a writer
a painter
accomplished
athlete
will make
an excellent
husband
a doting father
human
as his heartbeat
Recreating Bombay In Uttar Pradesh
fed up
with the harsh
treatment
meted
out to the bhaiyya
of her state
madame Maya Worthy ji
came up
with a thought
highly original
inventive and brave
she has asked
all the bhaiyyas
to leave mumbai
for them a new city
called Bombay
near Amethi
she will recreate
the bhaiyyas
she will re instate
change their
migrant kismet
their fate
she is certain
with the job
opportunities
no taxes
this new city
she will upgrade
a new gateway of india
chatrapatti shivaji terminus
the bandra worli sea link
gazdar bandh
nostalgia of mumbai
she has asked nitin desai
to replicate
money for this
herculean task
from the state treasury
she will donate
UP's Bombay with
Maharashtra's Mumbai
she will equate
invite all heavy weights
give benefits cut rates
make this new tax haven
Indias most
wanted real estate
but than came a jolt
when her secretary told her
first
the bhaiyyas must mutate
should be willing
from mumbai
to uttar pradesh
migrate
before you open
the flood gates
said the state astrologer
madame i see
rahul gandhijis
name on
your door plate
till the next elections
lets wait
let bombay and mumbai
be the
oppositions headache
Hapus - The King of Mangoes
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alphonso_%28mango%29
Alphonso (हापुस Haapoos in Marathi, Aapoos in North Karnataka Kannada) is a mango cultivar that is considered by many to be one of the best in terms of sweetness and flavor although it does have a short shelf life. It is also one of the most expensive kinds of mango and is grown mainly in western India and south east Pakistan. It is in season April through May and the fruit weigh between 150g and 300g each.
It is named after Afonso de Albuquerque. This was an exquisite and expensive variety of mango, that he used to bring on his journeys to Goa. The locals took to calling it Aphoos in Konkani and in Maharashtra the pronunciation got further transformed to Hapoos. This variety then was taken to the Konkan region of Maharashtra and other parts of India.
The southern district of Ratnagiri and south northern parts of Sindhudurg in Maharashtra state, including regions around the Devgad and Taluka, produce the finest quality alphonso mangoes in India. Alphonso is also cultivated largely in Pune. The southern districts of Valsad and Navsari in Gujarat state and particularly Alphonso mangoes from the Amalsad region (including villages such as Dhamadachha, Kacholi, and all villages of Gandevi) produce Alphonso mangoes as well. Southern States in India are also major mango producing areas. From north to south, climatic changes occur which result in differences in the quality of the produce. Even in Ratnagiri and Devgad the finest fruit comes from a patch of 20 km from the seashore.
The variety grown in Devgad in the Kokan region of Maharashtra is supposed to be the best. It's also the most expensive amongst the sub-breeds of Alphonso. In most of the Indian market sub-varieties are fetching the price of good quality alfonso. These varieties neither have the sweetness, nor have the flavour of hapoos.
The Alphonso is generally referred to as 'Hapoos' throughout South Asia.
In April 2007 the United States lifted its ban on the import of Indian mangoes, including the Alphonso. The first batch of alphonso mangoes arrived in the US after an 18 year hiatus. The ban on imports has also been lifted by other major countries like Japan and China.
Haapus is used to make sweets, candies and smoothies - Mango Milkshake, Mango Lassi (both smoothies), Aamba-Wadi (a gummy, chewy mango candy), Aam-Ras (Mango pulp which is eaten with puris - an Indian Bread), Sakhar Amba (Marathi word for a home-made mango jelly/jam), Mango barfi (a type of Aamba-Wadi), etc. Non aerated Mango drinks like Frooti (Parle Agro Co.), Jumpin (Godrej Industries), Maaza (Coca Cola Co.), Dukes Mangola and Slice (PepsiCo Inc.) are very popular in India. Many other local brands are also available. Alphonso mangoes are mostly exported from Ratnagiri in Maharashtra.
Watered Woes
drip drip drop drop
water running
through a hose
will run dry
chapter
closed
dreams
bulldozed
pain
exposed
kids
snub nosed
How Bad Can It Get ?
dried up
parched souls
thirsty tongues
wanting
to get wet
pain flowing
through a pipe
in the slums
within
a spiders net
humanity sucks
you bet
water
to wash
your backsides
in a fucked
up creaky doored
toilet
grumble
fight
squabble
fret
water shortage
water scarcity
heat humidity
you sweat
reliving pain
pain 'loves
pain pain
you cant forget
liabilities
loss
depreciated
assets
the loan sharks
hound you
totally
helplessly
in their debt
life a struggle
suicidal
always a threat
Life in the Slums of Despair
Water scarcity, water shortage is the essence of life in the slums, there is no escaping it , electric power is bought at a price from the mafia that runs a parallel fief here .
Life is a hurdle life is a struggle and it continues in one form or the other.
This is the first time I am seeing it so closely, and the pipe that runs through the slums is a recent addition , connecting to a tap to be shared by five houses .
Mornings go in filling water the daily fights over whose turn it is ., the daily squabbles and water is the source of life's generated problems ..you have to have it at any cost.
Sometimes I unconsciously peep into the curtained houses and am shocked at the pathetic conditions within , all over the house are plastic containers of water .. to drink to cook to bathe to defecate..
And pain abounds in these slums , but yes these are slums in the high end of Bandra West, life is not as bad as it would be in other poorer areas of Mumbai.
There are rich folks as well as the very poor living cheek by jowl.
Today a lady asked me why I shot pictures I told her I am a sales representative for pain , a commodity I sell freely on the internet without profit or gain.. she did not ask me any more questions.
Photographers I know hate shooting poverty , beggars and the seamier side of life, for them it is golden sunsets , landscapes and other more positive forms of image capturing..I shoot pain , pain is the essence of my reality and my adopted surroundings the slums.
Slums proliferate because of political necessity bound to a fucked system of counting heads to create governance and honestly you get the government you elect..and invariably the rich man will not dirty his finger for an ink mark, so the poor man votes , votes are bought wholesale too and it is not part of my diatribe ..
But yes if God gave me money I would buy a small room and live here , write poems and shoot despair, it would be a full circle for me as I started life in the slums when I was a year old and lived at Kurla Bakhar, in a tin shed with my mother and father close to a Hindu crematorium.
And finally my dad bought us to Khatau Bhuvan now Jony Castle where most of my childhood was spent with late Keith Kanga Naval Baria , Ray Framroze and a Vimal from Sri Lanka whose father worked as a goldsmith for Gazdar Jewelers of Taj Mahal Hotel..
It was here that later I met Dinshah Sanjana , Sherna Ghasvala Ranjit Chowdhary son of Pearl Padamsee.
Well back to my slum picture of pain , weddings in the slums are a great feisty affair, I shot the Hijras dancing at one of the slum wedding functions led by Reshma the performing hijra, she too lived here in the slums was known as Asif and than renounced all this to join a band of Hijras for good.
So slums are life full of excitement too, Hindus Muslims Dalits living in harmony together, the slums was founded by Karais , Muslims from Ratnagiri...
There is a Parsi family too, staying in the slums but with a good pucca house , so it is not just poor but also the middle income rich.
The politicians keep on the good side of the residents of the slums , nurture this is a vote bank or treasury of votes.
This is the flip side of Democracy and as yet I dont see any alternative to so called good governance..the poor , the rich all grumble but are happy the way life continues..
And I never thought I would write this much when I shot the picture of this lady at the tap appeasing the water God of Humanity.
And I got tired of tweaking my pictures to make them artistic and pretty ,superficially beneath the layer of monochrome my pictures bleed red..
Sometimes I think blogging gives me more spiritual joy than even the profession I am in.. but than I need fuel to run the kitchen called Home .
And I pay Flickr thanks to Dr Glenn Losack who paid my Pro membership of two years and my Internet provider to bring my world to the sanctuary of your computer screen.
And if I hide all my Hijra pictures from Flickr and my Hijra Blogs .. not a single person would come my end.. this is the realty of a shelf life of an inveterate blogger ....
And the 10000 people that visit my site at Flickr everyday I must confess is only for my Hijra pictures ...my blog stats wont lie..
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