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These Are Kids That I Shoot

These Are Kids That I Shoot, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,205 items / 1,407,270 views

they wait for me
on this route
grinning faces
smiling cute
with pictures
of their life
their world
i salute
a blog
to these
kids pays
the ultimate
tribute
my pictorial
pursuits
a pied piper
a camera as
as his flute

Marziya Shakir Birth of a Street Photographer

Marziya Shakir Birth of a Street Photographer, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,205 items / 1,407,254 views

lives
in the soul
of my camera
on the second day
of her life on earth
it was the wide
angle lens
she saw
JPEG Fine
RAW
spectral light
without flaw
clinging to
her Ma
blinking
at her Pa
her grand pa
a mystic baba
bejeweled rings
as claws
admiring
her celestial
beauty
her burkha
clad grand ma
her aunt samiya
saif her chacha
completing
the jigsaw
in the wings
her uncle
assad
who would
eventually
teach her
to draw
the birth
of the worlds
youngest
street
photographer
shock and awe
depth of field
angle of focus
circle of confusion
pedantic
pompous
pedagogic
camera club
photographers
watching her
open jawed
blessed by
kg maheswariji
guru dronacharya
shakir v/s shakir
a magical
moment called
MARZIYA

Jesus Lives In Transit

Jesus Lives In Transit, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,205 items / 1,406,836 views


not sure
when he
will get hit
to wit
to remove
him from
the streets
of mumbai
so read
this as
his obit
scams
corruption
wont be
removed
this world
of bandits
it is Jesus
who was
found guilty
by this new
outfit
heritage
gone to
the dogs
on the
face of it
sacrilege
they commit
now who
is the culprit
jesus
a peace
loving man
to his fate
submits
a reprieve
for the
moment
but not yet
given a
clean chit

Eruch Irani My Mai Bap Of Casbah Fame

Eruch Irani My Mai Bap Of Casbah Fame, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,200 items / 1,406,737 views

I used to booze at Eruchs joint Casbah at Bandra Hill Road opposite Iranis and New Talkies.. Irani beer joint New Talkies and Casbah are nothing but dreams , figments of my mind..all gone ..giving way to Try Me , Globus and extension of Metro Palace Pulse..

I used to drink at Iranis too but when it shut shop I moved to Casbah when Casbah shut shop I moved to Canara Shetty joint in the evenings and Yacht for Utara early mornings..


Till one day I locked up my minds drinking shop and turned a new leaf , not touching a single drop for almost 15 years now or more.

It was Eruch who saved my money and finally we bought our first house at Danpada Khar Danda., it was dirt cheap those days lacs and not crores.


So when Eruch accosted me on Hill Road we walked back memory lane and everyone who is who of Bandra Mumbai drank at Casbah.

Casbah did not have a juke box or it would …

The Peace Loving Marathi People I Shoot

The Peace Loving Marathi People I Shoot, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
















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when i meet them on my route
give me mumbai any day
keep your shanghai your beirut
for your petro dollars
your riyals dirhams
i care two hoots
gandhi in my pocket
scams corruption
its our leaders that
our beloved country loot
white clothes
'soul covered in soot
Rolex on their hands
Italian boots
the money making
tree belongs to them
we water it
we nurture it
they however eat
its golden fruits
a political system
by the people of the
people for the people
gone kaput
common man
ki ma ki ..... toot

toot as in : to cause to sound

: to blow or sound an instrument (as a horn) especially so as to produce short blasts

a poetic thought
to transmute

Now I Dont Know What Ruffled Him.. I Dont Look A Bit Like Shahid Afridi

Humility Thy Name Is Barber

Humility Thy Name Is Barber, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,114 items / 1,406,479 views

This is where I have my hair trimmed , he feels honored refuses to take money but I insist I give him Rs 50 / he returns Rs 35 back.

And I cant say anything to him as I am literally growing my hair that like this barber in all humility refuses to grow.

Because of the furrows of the kama matam , the ritual of cutting my head during Mohram , there is a bald patch in the front, but because I wear a turban most of the time it is not noticeable.

I used to wear the turban pathani style with the kulha but I stopped it there is a fear psychosis in society regarding people from the north west..and I have nothing to say.. a friend asked me whether I will ever visit Pakistan I said no never not for any reason simply I have no wander lust towards Muslim countries , I wont visit Saudi Arabia simply because my God lives In India and I am comfortably at home with him luckily my God is not u…

Style Never Goes Out Of Fashion

Style Never Goes Out Of Fashion, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,109 items / 1,406,447 views

pain poetry pathos and passion

Touch Me Not

Touch Me Not, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,108 items / 1,406,428 views

her pulsating
quilted heart
red and rosy
for someone
else he made
love is
an illusion
color of her
eye shade
emotions
unwillingly
cascade
touch me not
she forbade
her beauty
draped
in brocade
embellished
hand crafted
sculpted
in light and shade
through her
thoughts
i wade
a poet
betrayed
wooing
the frozen
soul
of a mermaid
my pain
in a cosmic ring
i have essayed
love an emotion
not for trade
as i wither
as i jade
a pain
self made
calling a
spade a spade
my fate
on the shores
of her
destiny
i could
not evade

Jesus Was Betrayed By The Very People He Came To Save

Jesus Was Betrayed By The Very People He Came To Save, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,107 items / 1,406,422 views

whatever
he had
he gave
their sins
big small
ugly
he forgave
in a world
god made
so man could
be saved
with the weight
of all the sins
it caved
depraved
man once
a master
now a slave
among
cowards
among
the brave
hitting
the shores
of humanity
wave
after wave

Kash Hum Juda Na hote

Kabhi Alvida Na kahte

on my poems soul
she engraved
sweet short waved
less is more
he craved

Mr Chand Sports Bandra Hill Road

Mr Chand Sports Bandra Hill Road, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,107 items / 1,406,423 views

Death of his only young son Ravinder hit him very hard ferociously he could never be the same again ever...I spent a lot of time with his son , who loved to talk to me on all subjects and than one day it was all over...

Aur hum jhuke-jhuke,
Mod par ruke-ruke,
Umar ke chadhaav ka utaar dekhte rahe,
Karvan guzar gaya, Gubar dekhte rahe!

Walking Barefeet For Goddess Jari Mari on Gudi Padwa Day

Walking Barefeet For Goddess Jari Mari on Gudi Padwa Day, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,101 items / 1,406,417 views

She walked with the Jari Mari Gudi Padwa procession barefeet , she works as a maid near my workplace, she was humble and shy so I shot her feet , her devotion , her feet are totally burnt by the long walk... and this Devi chi Shradha Bhakti.. need I say more ... jab dil mange more..

Walking Barefeet For Goddess Jari Mari on Gudi Padwa Day

Walking Barefeet For Goddess Jari Mari on Gudi Padwa Day, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,101 items / 1,406,417 views

She walked with the Jari Mari Gudi Padwa procession barefeet , she works as a maid near my workplace, she was humble and shy so I shot her feet , her devotion , her feet are totally burnt by the long walk... and this Devi chi Shradha Bhakti.. need I say more ... jab dil mange more..

Our People Are As Beautiful As Our Country

Our People Are As Beautiful As Our Country, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,100 items / 1,406,398 views

we are Indians
humble and proud
we are single
also a crowd
we are silent
we are loud
we are
anti violent
no doubt
we give
respect
we demand
respect
within
without
we accept defeat
as part of life
we are victorious
in every bout
strong
tough
taut
whatever
we are
good bad
even ugly
if you think
so be it
we wont
outshout
we have
the gift
of the gab
we are not
big mouth
if you have
problem
with the politics
of our country
its your look out
across the border
safe in your haven
in your hideout
you can say what
you want to say
than blame it
on words
misquoted
by media
conveniently
back out
conveniently
fade out
hurting
our sentiments
you phase out
you mybe a
Muslim devout
but as a human
being
mr afridi
you are
spineless
nothing
but a lout
soon
to be
washed out
a candle
in the wind
burnt out
darkness
blackout

Jai Jai Maharashtra Majha

Jai Jai Maharashtra Majha

jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha

jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha
devaverdha krishn koyana bhadra godavari
ikpanache bharti pani matichy ghagari
bhimtharichy chatanala chatanala
bhimtharichy chatanala yamuneche pani paja
jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha

bhiti na amha tuzi muli hi gadgadnary nabha
asmanaichy dushanila jawab deti jihva
sahydricha shinh garajato
shiv shabhu raja
dari darituni nad gunjala
jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha
kaly chatiwari korali abhimanachi veni
poladi mangate kelati khel jivgheni
daridrychy unhat shijala
nidhalachy ghamane bhijala
desh gaouravsathi zhijala
diliche hi tact rakhito
jai jai maharastra majha garaja maharsatra majha

DIL SE MARATHA HAI.

jai jai jai jai .... Maharashtra majha garaja Maharashtra majha

jai jai jai jai .... Maharashtra majha garaja Maharashtra majha

Maharashtra majha garaja Maharashtra majha

Ma Durge Gudi Padwa Procession Jari Mari Bandra

Ram Sita Laxman Hanuman

Ram Sita Laxman Hanuman

Ram Sita Laxman Hanuman |

Mother India

Mother India, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,032 items / 1,405,976 views


I bow to thee, Mother,
richly-watered, richly-fruited,
cool with the winds of the south,
dark with the crops of the harvests,
the Mother!

Her nights rejoicing
in the glory of the moonlight,
her lands clothed beautifully
with her trees in flowering bloom,
sweet of laughter,
sweet of speech,
The Mother,
giver of boons, giver of bliss!


vande mātaram
sujalāṃ suphalāṃ
malayajaśītalām
śasya śyāmalāṃ
mātaram
vande mātaram

śubhra jyotsnā
pulakita yāminīm
phulla kusumita
drumadalaśobhinīm
suhāsinīṃ
sumadhura bhāṣiṇīm
sukhadāṃ varadāṃ
mātaram
vande mātaram


bônde matorom
shujolang shufolang
môloeôjoshitolam
shoshsho shêmolang
matorom
bônde matorom

shubhro jotsna
pulokito jaminim
fullo kushumito
drumodôloshobhinim
shuhashining
shumodhuro bhashinim
shukhodang bôrodang
matorom
bônde matorom

Ma Durge Gudi Padwa Procession Jari Mari Bandra

Ma Durge Gudi Padwa Procession Jari Mari Bandra

mera chana bana hai aala jisamein daala garam-masaala

mera chana bana hai aala jisamein daala garam-masaala, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,020 items / 1,405,941 views

isako khaayega dilavaala chana zor garam
ki : mera chana kha gaya goraa-gora
kha ke ban gaya tagada ghoda
maine pakad ke use maroda
maar ke tangadi usako toda
chana zor garam
chana zor garam baabu ...


KRANTI - 1981 Movie Songs Lyrics

LATA MANGESHKAR, KISHORE KUMAR, NITIN MUKESH, RAFI

Ice gola

Ice gola, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,014 items / 1,405,825 views

made in india
dhoni ne
dho dala
dil machal
ke bola
bham bham bola
dil dola dil dola
sweet syrupy
mindblowing
ice gola
better
than american
coca cola
or mangola
or pesicola
darwaza
dil ka khola
har jeet
toh chodo
afridi ne
ulta seedha
kyon bola
sanp
ka sapola
har
musibat se
ham ko bachaye
akka maulah

jeet mubarak
ap sab ko
khao ladu
peda rasgola
dhoni ne dho dala
diil machal ke bola
dil dola dil dola

Rangoli At Shiv Sena Shaka Bandra Hill Road Gudi Padwa

Rangoli At Shiv Sena Shaka Bandra Hill Road Gudi Padwa, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,012 items / 1,405,705 views

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Rangoli is a traditional decorative folk art of India. They are decorative designs on floors of living rooms and courtyards during Hindu festivals and are meant as sacred welcoming area for the deities.[1] The ancient symbols have been passed on through the ages, from each generation to the one that followed, thus keeping both the art form and the tradition alive. Rangoli and similar practices are followed in different Indian states; in Tamil Nadu, one has Kolam,[2] Madanae in Rajasthan, Chowkpurna in Northern India, Alpana in Bengal, in Bihar it is called Aripana, and so on. The purpose of Rangoli is decoration and it is thought to bring good luck. Design-depictions may also vary as they reflect traditions, folklore and practices that are unique to each area. It is traditionally done by women. Over the years,…

Gudi Padwa At Shiv Sena Shaka Bandra Hill Road

Gudi Padwa At Shiv Sena Shaka Bandra Hill Road, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,011 items / 1,405,697 views

I have a great equation with the Shiv Sainik karykartas and volunteers , I am very close to Sudesh Dubey and Sandip Metkar Shaka Pramukhs both , they invited me for the Gudi Padwa celebrations but I missed out on it unfortunately.


And through my pictures I show you Amchi Bandra my surroundings a peaceful suburb where all live in communal harmony reflecting the secular spirit of Amchi Mumbai.

Later while returning from work last night I shot the Jari Marii Gudi Padwa procession.

The Sweet Magic Of Taking Street Pictures

The Sweet Magic Of Taking Street Pictures, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 179,010 items / 1,405,688 views

When I return from my workplace kids of Chinchpokli Road Bandra wait for me , and all line up for a picture pose following me urging please take our picture uncle firoze..kids who have grown under my nose these kids are from indraji Nagar a nearby slums.. close to my house..a memory i froze..

embedded
in the soul
of my bandra blogs
a story board
moments
through my lens
i demystify
decode
young souls
young kids
who wait for me
to shoot them
going overboard
memories
on the internet
as they unfold
children
bright and bold
time and tide
on hold
each part
of a frame
pushing
for prime spot
prime position
one the other
scold
rusty moments
turn to gold
they forget
their homework
their domestic
chores
their pain
their sufferings
a single frame
their stronghold
dreams on
threshold
in their
scintillating
eyeballs
their future
i behold
calm serene
controlled