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on the soul
on the soul
is a lonely
on a creek
in a netted
born a man
a womans soul
a widows peak
made in India
a goddess Greek
old wine in a new bottle
hide and seek
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
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like a bird she flies
sweeping the soul
of androgynous angels
in the skies hijras
are human a burning
flame that will burn
hijras weep tears
hijras to be hijras
have paid a price
the soul of a woman
a man in disguise
beneath the feet
of her sorrow
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waqt waqt ki bat hai
kashmir ki wadiyan
par ghar banate hain
door gagan ki
yad ate hain
kismet ke mare
dar dar ki thokre
bachon se bhik
shikast aur har
beh jate hain
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Nowadays of late street kids stalk me , they want to be seen on the Internet , and the quintessential ubiquitous camera has added to the notoriety of my pedestrian fame.I get invitations to come for a function and a reminder too Bhai dont forget your camera.
The slums that I cut in through as a short cut to my workspace has a bunch of these kids all ready with their Friday best before going to Namaz smile ..I am impulsive I shoot I dont shoot..
Than nowadays it is the truck drivers of Chinchpokli Bandra that want to be photographed too...they invite me for tea but I pretend I am in a great hurry to ease my self away from such situations.
There are Sallu clones with jeans on much below the equatorial region of their pelvis a imitation silver bracelet with a turquoise a toothy smile also wanting to be photographed..with a colorful Be Human t shirt.
I tell them politely just hang in I am coming back in a few minutes than for that day I change the route to my house...and if he catches me the next day I give him some other lame or langda excuse.
The people I eagerly shoot are hijras , beggars sadhus I stopped shooting politicians and public rallies.
This kid on the wheel chair does all kinds of stunts to draw my attention..
Than there are young kids who tell me dont forget to post their pictures on Facebook.
Flickr is their favorite because it has Bandra Bazar Road as one of the most sought after categories.. than my set on Street photography and of course my hijra sets.
I carry my camera all times battered bruised but it captures the soul of my surroundings my angst and the angst of the people I shoot.
They dont begrudge the fact that they cant download my pictures from Flickr.
And I dont post pictures at Facebook at all only my Flickr links.. and Facebook pushes my viewership to over 22000 people accessing my Flickr blogs almost every day.. this I say in sheer humility and gratitude.
Yes I pimp my blogs at Facebook
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She sits there as seasons come and go , an umbrella the bare necessity of her life , winter summer are fine her bad days begin when the rains set in , but she sits at the same place determined facing the ravages of time and space.
I have shot her extensively never spoken to her I dont know her name and she has never talked to me , she does not beg let me make this clear to you..,
You give her something she will accept without a thanks.. you are saving your soul not hers.
She is a landmark of Bandra Reclamation even great politicians stay opposite her house on the road.
And I shoot her as poetically as it is possible , she and Maria the leper lady , the cute blind beggar boy has disappeared for good .
Appu the limbless guy I have not met since a very long time...
The other set of beggars are those that sit at JJ Colony Bandra.
The Turner road traffic signal kids a is lost chapter of my tryst with street photography.
Fridays near the Bandra Shia Mosque namaz time you see the burkha clad Muslim beggars of Mumbai...
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Hijra maidens I have shot over the years in retrospection would be called hijras because I tell you they are hijras and because they are part of the hijra community..
But if you take some of the hijras I have shot in isolation they would put the prettiest Bollywood starlet to shame and this is the androgynous nature of the Hijra two spirit theory.. they are neither this nor that yet they are something is a confusing allegory of poetic desire.
Hijras have changed the nature of their souls when they first ventured into no mans land, gradually their bodies their minds their feelings become powerfully feminine..I am not a mind doctor or a anthropologist I am neither as lucky as the white photographers that stay with hijras for months on end and I dont envy them either or women photographers who have a greater comfort level with hijras..
I somehow know the hijra angst as a poet and because the hijras and I are connected to Sufiism.. the mystical world the connection between dargahs and hijras is time immemorial...I have shot the grave of Eunuch Saint and his Biological son close to Taragadh , I had a dream and my Pir made me go there barefeet..what happened there is as strange as strange can be , this was the toughest trek I had taken a path through the mountains instead of the usual one that leads from Taragadh.
There was a Tantric bawa waiting for me , we had never met he was from the forests of Bangladesh and knew everything about me.. he disappeared as soon as I went int the hedges to relieve myself..
And than this year I met the Sada Suhagin Bawas not hijras but who wear women s clothes are married to god and father inumerable children,, this Suhagin Bawa has 9 children from a single woman.
The hijras are totally enigmatic charismatic and they have the power to holistically heal otherwise they would not be blessing your new borns..during Badhai.
I shot Raveena Hijra at Haji Malang she had come from her Friday prayers dressed in white and than hurriedly began changing to get ready for her womans avatar and I started shooting her as she was changing from an Androgyne into a woman.. this was shot for myself as a poetry of a hijras life change.
And once changed she became a woman, so also Preeti or Naina or Monalicious the hijra from Mumbai.
So hijras poetically speaking are women and there is nothing to betray their male origins.
They bitch like women , they back stab , they cheat , they are cunning shrewd over possessive and once spurned they become killers too.
A distant relative in Kanpur met a tragic death after falling in love with a hijra chapter closed...his family mourned for sometime .. and than moved on.. so once I began shooting the hijras they though I had gone mad or insane such is human life the other side of the hijra fence.
And such incidents happen in normal female relationships far more acid throwing bride burning to name a few.
Hijras cant produce children but have inherent motherhood qualities and their kids turn out better citizens is something I can vouch for..
Than at the other end there are eunuch children adopted by the hijras like Jyoti Mona or Nandini.
This is a very long winding subject but I think hijras are women provided you are ready to believe they are women and not men in wolves clothing's..
Hijra Beauty Lies In The Eyes of The Beholder, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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We first met at the All India Hijda Sammelan Fashion Week..she called herself Simran..
I shot her walking the ramp .but than there was a massive flare up, Baby Hijra Guru who was running this event lost her cool with us we were just two photographers and Doordarshan that was covering the event.
She accused us of shooting the hijras while the were changing which was a blatant lie as we could not go on the stage or backstage , at least I was down below dressed in saffron..
So we were shown the door I came back the following day to Park Site Vikhroli to shoot some more I was told the event was called off.
I met Baby Hijra Guru by than she had found out about me the hijras have a powerful network..she offered me tea, and we had common friends Laxmi Narayan Tripathi her gharana had not attended the sammelan due to some issue..and Baby Hijra Guru chela of Ma Madhurima and I became friends for life.
Whether it was late Raigni Nayaks chautha Ajmer Sharif or my trips to Baby she took care of me and was highly impressed when I took my American friend Dr Glenn Losack to Haji Malang and he shared meals with them but only ate what my wife had given him in the tiffin box.
Simran I met at Ajmer again in 2008 I think and shot her at Moti Katla, while we were having chai, never met her again,
Most of the hijras I shoot I hardly know them the one who is a dear friend is the Hijra breast feeding mother Nisha she calls me Firoze bhai.
I dont take their contact numbers or ever try to get in touch with them perhaps Khushi from Mumbai is the only one I talk to once in a while.
And I must confess as blogger poet shooting hijras I am more comfortable with the beggar hijras at traffic signals or the beggar hijras in trains.. they are my main subjects and spirit of poetic profundity.
I got a message from Wordpress support there was an error in deleting of my Hijdaeunuchblogs my blogs are once again back from the dead but I will never make them public ever again for me Wordpress is over and done with , I have made all my other blogs out there PRIVATE ..
Even my Shia Blogs Shah Ast Hussain I will remove from the public sphere , those who want see my stuff will have to access it through Flickr only..which is actually the source of all my blogs poems and my rant.
So these posts you see here are old posts I am updating many had no titles or text...text only where applicable.
Hijras is a subject I have adopted as my blog thesis and I am showcasing their angst their struggle to come to terms with society.
Hijras are an integral part of human society..deserve the respect that is much overdue.. why we see them as criminals beats me we call terrorists those who bomb our beloved country and yet we apologetically call some Netaji the real culprits that have raped our country of its respect grandeur wealth and beauty. so who are terrorists and who are criminals defies human intelligence wit and wisdom is my interpretation as a beggar poet of Mumbai.
Good Morning..Kick Ass Move Along..
pathos of a hijra
a road blocked
her dainty toes
aren't you the bareffet
who shoots hijras
yet up close
as printable prose
on the death
of a rose
her lovers in mumbai mourn
embedded in their fleshy souls
a rose a sweet thorn
a Singaporean boy
a woman reborn
a hijda of substance
welcoming a hijda dawn
hijra beauty is not hijra porn
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his was the first Hijra fashion show held under the auspices of the All India Hijda Sammelan that I shot with a dear friend and eminent Times of India photo journo Nitin Sonawane.
The hijras were great walking the ramp with sheer confidence and the crowds all hijras , would go mad, it was utter chaos and confusion , and I was new to photography and new to fashion photography, but I managed.
And these are blank uploads at Flickr. com , I am adding text and nostalgia.
I did not know these hijras I was a bit out of my element, mind you I am a street photographer and I hate flash, and this was an indoor event I had waited for 6 hours without meals before I was given permission to shoot it by Ma Madhurima Baby Guru and late Ragini Nayak.
And I shot the 40 day celebrations of the function to mark the passing away of Nayak Ragini.
I was invited here by Heena Hijra of Peela House fame.
Heena I have not met since two years though I did meet her beautiful Guru Lakshmi at Haji Malang this year and in a way God helps me shoot some of the most beautiful hijras in this part of my world.
I am thankful to him and his bounty.
And honestly shooting hijras is a not a easy task they are volatile people and wont hesitate in smashing your camera and your head too.
I have been lucky both with my head and my testicular fortitude.
born a man
but a beautiful
at the core
held by her
it almost tore
wear it again
more of her
yes on the fucked
soul of womanhood
the hijra had
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have the world
eating out of
as she walked
over the rest
of the hijra
the sizzling floor
the hijra crowds
let out a roar
i shot her as
fast as i could
kicked my butt
i dont shoot
Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
Ek Shahenshah Ne Banake Yeh Haseen Tajmahal Ham Gareebon Ki Mohabbat Ka Udaya Hai Mazak.. , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Fli...