Kim Jansen and the Barefeet Blogger

Kim Jansen and the Barefeet Blogger, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Last evening , till late night Kim Viola were at my house, it was the eve of their departure , we had dinner and Ferman Ali and Hyder Raza joined us two along with Marziya Shakir who loves Viola ..but than we all love Viola .

Viola was sad , and tired , she was sad leaving Mumbai as she loves India like a second home, and Kim was trying to comfort her , this Kims first trip to my country and he came here because of his love foer Viola and is now totaly seduced overwhelmed by the magic of India.

They came here to shoot the hijras met me and ended up shooting the Shia way of life and Faith..they go back home .. and this brave couple from Denmark sold their apartment car to make this hallowed pilgrimage to Mother India..and you can now imagine what India does to a person born in India.. but yes Kim and Viola made a vow they will bring their first born dressed in black and show him the love of Hussain and his Humanity that touches all and sundry.. this made me weep , and as a beggar poet I was dumbfounded speechless ..

My 4 month old grand daughter waiting in the wings to shoot Street life Nerjis Asif Shakir would stare at their cameras for hours .. yes they touched each and everyone at my house including my new boss at work..and it takes two hands to clap.. the resounding sound of Truth shall prevail Satyamave Jayate ..

As a blogger photographer poet Shia Hindu Damn Madar Malang Ali Haq Iam lucky to meet Kim Viola they embedded their love in the tapestry of my life and they were part of a important day .. yesterday my birthday 10 December , I dont celebrate it because of Moharam , but my colleagues at work bought me a cake ..I took a bite and shared the rest with all of them and than my wife called from Karbala to wish me Godspeed..

Today 11 December is my mother Shamim Shakirs death anniversary she was a diabetic fought valiantly but she could not overcome this killer disease .. she and my father lie side by side at Rehmatabad Shia cemetery Mazgaon the venue of Ashura Shame Gariba in Mumbai..