Jesus Beyond Caste Color Or Creed, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. christians monopolize him for their spiritual need using conversions as a tool with a thought they lead but jesus poetically speaking is beyond caste color or creed from despair remorse the soul of humanity he has freed but than in a commercial world of sin money making the name of jesus fills the coffers source of greed rogue preachers ' in his name evil breed jesus brand ambassador of the poor man for whom he pleads in the soul of man love brotherhood he plants as seeds
The Feet Of The Fisherman, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. braving the storms on the rock of hope wave after wave lashing crashing but the fisherman holds on to the rope that holds the Noah's ark before it slopes through the darkness as it gropes beyond the seal of the pope turbulence tempestuous spirituality he must cope change the destiny of mans horror scope
Sebastian spent a few hours at my work place he is in Mumbai for an assignment , he is a very close friend of my dear crazy friend Darryl Loyola, later Sebastian and I went to St Peter Church to meet Darryl paid a visit to F Jauan a Sanish Jesuit priest settled in Mumbai and has just returned from hospital after a serious illness.
I shot a lot of pictures of the Church and Sebastian who resembles Saint Ignatius Loyola.
We had tea with Fr Jauan and I left for my workplace.
like an evil he lurks his insecurity on the hijab at work his hate his hijabphobic mentality his wicked smirk calling it a garment of oppression his eccentricity bordering on racism his quirks killing the soul of humanity with a jerk political 'machinations that suck for peace progress bad luck
hello firoze bhai you remind me of my iranian friend dad, because he just looks like you. i absolutly love your pictures because they are so raw and real and capture the real situation which few photographers dont take. love your work...
humility is the essence of street photography giving respect to the writing on the wall you are as big as you are small natures call man too like a reptilian crawls rises falls mesmerizing all a room with a view in your mind installed capturing the ethos of fleeting eternity deathly pall all in all waiting for another windfall before fate backfires evil befall bleeding stains of mortality on a whitewall