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Nag Panchami 2010 At Jari Mari Temple Bandra

Nag Panchami 2010 At Jari Mari Temple Bandra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.



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Nag Panchami was celebrated at Jari MariTemple at SV Road Bandra , the Nag Panchami puja at this temple was performed at 7 am yesterday, I came in late in the afternoon and shot a few frames I share with all of you part of my Hope and Hindutva series a set on Flickr.


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Nāga Panchamī (Devanagari: नाग पंचमी) is a festival during which religious Hindus in some parts of India worship either images of or live Nāgas (cobras) on the fifth day (Panchami) of the month of Shravan. Traditionally, married young women visit their premarital households to celebrate the festival. Especially in villages in India, a traditional aspect of the celebration involves joyous swinging by young women on swings temporarily hung on tree branches.


According to Puranic mythology, Brahma’s son Kashyapa had four wives. The “first” wife gave birth to Devas…

64 Years After Independence Says It All

64 Years After Independence Says It All, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,333 items / 1,063,780 views


another
brick
falling off
the wall
tiny small
knows to beg
since
the time
on the waist
of another child
he forgot
to crawl
the mystery
of his life's
downfall
not man
not society
even god
cannot solve
like a
karmic wheel
of sorrow
on its own axis
revolves

The Poor and The Rich

The Poor and The Rich, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,333 items / 1,063,776 views


64 years after Independence poor and the rich

this is the way
god wanted it
why bitch
one lives
in a mansion
the other
in the ditch
both want
to live
their respective
sales pitch
only one hitch
both cursed
the beggar
by a drug itch
the other
ensconced in
his air conditioned car
by a fair and lovely
goddess
bewitched
dont ask me which
like his life
she too
is a bitch

The Boot Polish Boy

The Boot Polish Boy, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. on the streets of despair
pain and remorse
his life has yet
to change course
polishing you shoes
with boot polish
his spit making
them shine
as never before
he is a river
without a source
a drop
in an ocean
of course

The sadness in his eyes tells all , he only told me he had not eaten for sometime , and business was bad as he stood near the bus stand for a client with muck in his shoes and in a hurry for a job interview.


I normally dont wear shoes but of late I wear rubber slippers because of the soggy filthy streets that make it impossible to move about barefeet ..


And I have just shot the Bandra Bazar Road flag hoisting by a freedom fighter ...

सारे जहाँ से अच्छा हिन्दोस्तान हमारा ।
हम बुलबुले है इसकी ये गुलसिता हमारा ॥धृ॥

घुर्बत मे हो अगर हम रहता है दिल वतन मे ।
समझो वही हमे भी दिल है जहाँ हमारा ॥१॥

परबत वो सब से ऊंचा हमसाय आसमाँ का ।
वो संतरी हमारा वो पासबा हमारा ॥२॥

गोदी मे खेलती है इसकी हजारो नदिया ।
गुलशन है जिनके दम से रश्क-ए-ज…

The Dying Race of the Boot Polish Boy

The Dying Race of the Boot Polish Boy, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,333 items / 1,063,682 views

I shoot him now and than but he was in a silent mode and begging on the streets normally he polishes shoe on Bandra Hill Road.

Things are really bad as I am not much of a talker and nor is he , we parted as we met.


And finally our honorable PM has broken his silence as reported in the Times of India today..Exemplary punishment for games corruption...the healing touch is still missing on the soul of Kashmir and the words of a separatist leader..about Muslims unable to live in a non Muslim dominated society is like a fish out of water is not short of apostasy..We Muslims have lived here in Mumbai and all over India but the only binding factor is not just our religion but our patriotism and Indianness..our religion supports the love of our country..a person who berates his country , his ancestral roots is the greatest traitor for all times.

And those who sell our countr…

Great Giants That Loom In The Skies Fall One Day

Great Giants That Loom In The Skies Fall One Day, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,333 items / 1,063,608 views

nature has its own way
of fighting nature
once a giant boastful
arrogant
conceited
pompous
pedagogic
pedantic
in height
in stature
has finally come
down to earth
now a mere
caricature

Children of the Flag

Children of the Flag, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. some literally sell the flag
its honor and its integrity
for making money
at the expense of the nation
its people with alacrity
while these beggar urchins
for one day become
entrepreneurs
is a marked difference
a thought to pity
the system will now
set up a committee
to inquire whose
hand was caught
in the kitty

Lab pe aati hai dua banke tamanna meri

Lab pe aati hai dua banke tamanna meri, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. JANAB ALLAMA IQBAL **************

Lab pe aati hai dua banke tamanna meri,
Zindagi shamma ki surat ho khudaya meri.

ho mere dam se unhi mere watan ki zeenat,
Jis tarha phool se hoti hai chaman ki zeenat.

Zindagi ho meri parwane ki surat ya RAB,
Ilm ki shamma se ho mujhko mohabbat ya RAB.

Ho mera kaam garibon ki himayat karna ,
Dardmando se zaifo se mohabbat karna.

Mere ALLAH burai se bachana mujhko,
Neak jo rah he us reh pe chalana mujhko.

Come On Buy A Flag Says The Kid

Come On Buy A Flag Says The Kid, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. on the traffic
signal of despair
the 64 independence
day of our nation
the kid she cannot rid
holding on to dear life
barefeet blistered
but he wont skid
corruption as yet
not part of his agenda
a game he need not
play or participate
to rob steal outbid
the common wealth
of the nation
that others in high places
in swiss banks have hid
the rupee against the quid
abhi toh uth ja Sid


my fourth roza of ramzan
before I celebrate a peaceful Idd

Ma Tujhe Salam.. Mer Bharat Mahan

The Standard Bearers of Our Nations Honor and Integrity

The Standard Bearers of Our Nations Honor and Integrity, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,252 items / 1,062,911 views

in her hands lies our future
at stake the looters
took away what was easily
available as the door keeper
had gone to sleep
the looter was awake
now an inquiry to find out
who let in the snake
what was his take
everything fake
public will forget
the system with the crook
a golden hand shake
it is not malaria
or the bite of the
mosquito
it is corruption
on the soul of our nation
a great outbreak
another scam
another inquiry
another heart break


64 independence day
another news break

Those Who Fuck The Nation is The Name of The Game

Those Who Fuck The Nation is The Name of The Game, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,251 items / 1,062,679 views

as a photographer
i shot this a day before
the independence day
because whether
i shoot it today
or tomorrow
it is all the same
i feel a sense of shame
both holding
on to the chairs
for power
is the name
of the game
kashmir burns
hope in flames
common wealth
games nothing
not even self respect
honor left to reclaim
if it is not them
is it the system
of the people
for the people
by the people
or simply
the eunuch silence
of the people
to blame
we are not human
mother India weeps
within a barbed iron frame
we cannot wipe her tears
we have lost our claim


I shot all this today relentlessly , than I went and shoot the Nag Panchmi at Jari Mari temple Bandra and finally shot Lord Ganesha being created as God from clay by the very people he created from clay too and it was my third Ramzan fast..

I also shot the angst of the Muslims their hopes bound to Ramzan a few hours before the opening the…

Andha Hone Ka Ek Fayda

Andha Hone Ka Ek Fayda, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. buri cheez
aur gandigi
dekhni nahi
padthi hai
pyas aur bhuk
halat muflisi
sadak par
zindagi se
ladti hai
aidi
jab badkismati se
zamin par ragad ti hai
ek aah
dehleez par
sar pathaktti hai

The Slate Of My Soul..Waiting For Her To Write Something On It

Om The Whisper of Waves In a Sea Shell

Om The Whisper of Waves In a Sea Shell, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. the incantation
of om shanti om
waves whispering
in a sea shell
i was feeling uneasy
i became well
two sides of our mind
both heaven and hell
earth a passage
in transit
one night stand motel
all human emotions
you attract or repel
when your time comes
you have to go
without bidding farewell
every man a slave
every slave a rebel


to my facebook friend
Rama Sethu Ranga Nathan

It Is Better To Have Loved and Lost

It Is Better To Have Loved and Lost, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. than never to have loved at all
she added me on facebook
going up and down my spine
she made my skin crawl
although i have
deleted her from my fucked
consciousness she had lofty
emotions
her thinking
was very small
she was a transvestite
mind you i came
to know later after the fall
now i am nothing
but a fucked brick
in her androgynous wall
a hot blooded
pathan vixen barbie doll
she loved her feet this
obsessive screwball
i believe after our affair backfired
she ran away with her butcher
to some god forsaken
village in nepal
though i cherish
on wintry nights
the gift of a
her pashmina shawl
seminal soliloquy
nightfall

Although I Have Deleted Her From My Fucked Consciousness

Although I Have Deleted Her From My Fucked Consciousness, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. although
i have deleted her
from my fucked
consciousness
she haunts me
night and day
i told her to fuck off
but she keeps
following me
in my lair
but no
i am not
willing to be
ensnared

falling in love
with a transvestite
a circle in a square
we did make
an unusual pair
in cyberspace
our love was born
we shared
she who
lives across
the border
a pathan
hot blooded vixen
devil may care
a hormonal
hypersensitive
transvestite
feet fetish
going down under
the cybercafe chair
almost throwing up
i swear part
of my erotic
convulsions
in my poetic
face stare
a chapter
ended
when she
blocked me
for not wanting
to marry her online
end of my imaginary
nightmare
she reads me
in the blue toilet
of her desire
lap ton on her lap
in her night wear
a crystal Cinderella
like footwear
god alone knows
whether it was her
or me
who was unfair
asymmetrical
love hate
warfare


the transvestite s tale ne…

Mera Bharat Mahan

Mera Bharat Mahan, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,250 items / 1,062,290 views

i think
i become sure
our wealth
our children
our stature
our grandeur
our children
godliness
clean
spiritual pure
through our
children
we live
our heritage
endure
peace
on the soul
of humanity
with their
prayers
they procure
64 years
of
independence
a memory
of our freedom struggle
part of their heritage
secure a hope
till they mature


कोई सिख कोई जाट मराठा
कोई गुरखा कोई मदरासी
सरहद पे मरनेवाला
हर वीर था भारतवासी
जो ख़ून गिरा पर्वत पर
वो ख़ून था हिंदुस्तानी
जो शहीद हुए हैं उनकी
ज़रा याद करो क़ुरबानी

64 Years After Independence We Have Come a Long way

64 Years After Independence We Have Come a Long way, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,250 items / 1,062,331 views

we are north indians
we are maharashtrians
we are hardly indians
i must say
we asked for a home
on the streets we stay
malaria we spread
to a political dismay
at grass root level
the common man
for the sins
of the rich man pays
from ever state they
come as a getaway
some become super heroes
overnight a mannat they say
the weak
simply pass away
some commit suicide
simply walk away
others search for hope
on our independence day

तुम भूल न जाओ उनको
इसलिये कही ये कहानी
जो शहीद हुए हैं उनकी
ज़रा याद करो क़ुरबानी

Poetic Tribute to 64 th Independence Day of India

Poetic Tribute to 64 th Independence Day of India, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 137,250 items / 1,062,304 views


ruminating on the roads
of despair and remorse
chewing the cud
holy cows in a herd
as i know
their language
understood
word to word
they were
discussing
the commonwealth games
a topic of discontent
making man animals bovine
disenchanted and awkward
they were cursing
the system more abuses
i heard they told
me see the kids selling
the country's flags
tomorrow barefeet
blistered while on the
other hand our leaders
were busy selling our
nations glory heritage
64 years after independence
nothing much has altered
every vote for good
governance
the common man faltered
yes we the people completely
erred year after year month
after month 'a new scam on the soul
of the coffers of our common wealth
in some Swiss bank interred
our vision our future
very blurred the voice
of the common man
sachin tichkule bruised battered
dreams all shattered
battered a…