Thursday, December 29, 2011

The Corporate Mast Malang of Mumbai

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once barefeet
now with shoes
he tries
meditatively
to touch the sky
clipped wings
captive
imagination
he learns
to fly
hijras
of turner roads
who called
him malang
wonder why
a badasaab
clone suited
booted muted
he lives a lie
searching
for wisdom
with pigs
in a sty
a noose
of surrender
no neck tie
his vision
held in
a camera
as shivas
thirds eye
his tryst
with destiny
once his
freedom
he bids
goodbye



I am re leaning street photography, the hijras of Turner road respect me touch my feet but think I have gone mad ..the urchins at Globus wonder why/..I wear shoes I am enslaved ...to my fucked fate I am a badasaab...

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