Friday, December 31, 2010

Karbala Is An Essence of Life For The Shia

7 Moharam at Chota Naksha Chennai

I had placed these pictures in an old folder shot some time back and I discovered it this morning hence I am thus uploading the same ..these are vital pictures of 7 Moharam juloos in Chennai 2010..

The Poet Maulana Bilal Kazmi of Lucknow

Hum Hussaini Hain

islam pe ahesan hussain ibne ali hai
moula ne jlai to yeh shamma jali hai
kahe ne ko sabhi kahe te hai apne ko muslman
jnnat main wahi jaega ga jo panjatani hai.

Apko Apka Naya Sal Mubarak Ho Apko Khushiyan Mubarak Ho

naya sal
manate nahi
ham khushiyan
manate nahi
ham rangin
mehfilon main
jate nahi
hamara gham
sab ko dikhate nahi
ham hamare kale
kapde hamara matam
ghame hussain
is gham ke siwa
dusra gham manate nahi

Moharam in Chennai 2010 - A Pain That Never Ends

Lanath Bar Yazid

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yes we curse yazid
for his dastardly deeds
this accursed son of
a canine breed
a product
of an evil seed
on his festering body
may carrion feed
his lust for power
his greed
evil his only creed
incestuous inbreed
lanat bar yazid
on his father
his fathers father
thin legged
pot bellied
of ahle bayt
but none
could ever

I thought I had posted all the pictures I had shot of Moharam in Chennai 2010 but I discovered a memory card that I have not uploaded as yet about 600 images ...

Poets Never Sleep

in the womb of the mind
in the amniotic waters
wordlessly weep
unborn a promise to keep
positive spam
a growing heap
comatose fairly cheap
fucked future
only thing asleep

The Niqab In The Train

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woman conceit her ego
lies on the wall of her face
woman the most devious
creature of the human race
loves to cover her visage
more mysteriousness embrace
adding a greater dignity
mystical grace the niqab
just slits for eyes takes '
its place motionless
yet in motion it stays
poetic pulsations
propriety as praise

I Continue My Train Journey From Chennai to Mumbai

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This little kid was the cutest and these are tribal folks the women are pretty and you see them in Mumbai too conning people selling false tiger tooth and nails.
A lot of people fall prey to their antics I bought the false tiger nails I have given it to my jeweler to make earnings ..

The camera for me is a constant and trusted companion , it shows me new vistas create hpe where no hope existed..

Today was my first visit to Makdhoom Shah Baba Dargah at Mahim , this will be new set after I complete this lot.

There is a few images of my train trip from Mumbai to Chennai and I met the hijras at that time.. why I meet them I dont know ..hijras are different things to different people they dont arouse me in that context at all, I am ambivalent to their sexuality I like shooting them as human specimen nothing more nothing less.

I did not meet hijras at the Dhuni at the Mahim dargah, and things have changed drastically at the the Dhuni..I shall blog all my emotions when I post the pictures ..It had a very depressing effect on me..

I shot a lot of Kashmiri beggars and that saddened me all the more.. I shot some sandals and rafaees nothing exciting though.

The Pain of Being Human

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pjsava has sent you a message on Flickr.
Subject: A warm salute from Colombia
Date: 30th December, 2010

Dear Mr. Firoze

I guess I should began by introducing myself, my name is Pablo Salazar and by the magic of the internet I have come across your magnificent collection of photographs, let my say that they have taken my breath away since the fist time I saw them.
I must also confess that initially I was shocked and sometimes disgusted by the shear and pure boldness of your images, the pain, the blood, the suffering but above all the poverty, there is so much poverty in my country and seeing the same things in India kind of made a connection between this two places, then I began to notice the faith, the hope and the commitment of the people that you have captured in such a magnificent way, then I became a captive of your images.
As a catholic I have found very disturbing the images of the matam, in my faith self inflicted pain is not encouraged but as I looked around other things began to surface, there is no pain without release, Oh how much do I wish to have that moment of enlightenment that the followers of Hussein have in their pain, how deep must be the connection with God in that moment, for all, children and adults alike, but how?, in my life pain has been a constant, but not the physical one, the spiritual one, so here comes my question. Can you explain me how do you reach that connection with God?
In hope and solidarity from the other side of the world, may the Father of us all bless you and your family
with my warmest regards
Pablo Salazar

This is my reply ...

because i cut my head
in the memory of the
martyred grandson of the holy
prophet of islam i a shia hindu
am called a heretic because
my bleeding the pain
on my body i inflict
this bleeding makes
the sanctimonious sick
so living in glass houses '
at my house they throw
a few bricks persecuted
for being human i am
in a fix but those who tie
bombs around their waist
bomb humanity in heaven
get nubile virgins to pick
holy soldiers of god as suffix
no in islam of the fundamentalist
it is a different yardstick
so i bleed showcase my
pain as a protest against
terrorism called yazidiyat
that went against human ethics
yes i am a shia a black shroud
a bleeding fabric my pictures
graphic that good sense restricts
but truth justice are pillars
dont fall because of racist edicts

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