Monday, April 25, 2011

This Ends My Good Friday Series

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“Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live (John 11:25).”


I took leave of Joe Dias ,and I felt a sadness a lingering pain , it was as though Jesus had carried his cross risen and ascended into Heaven leaving me behind to carry on with shouldering my cross my struggle my pain , my hardships and my continuing bad karma bad luck bad fate.

The few ensuing years have not been cheerful, and the internet has been a balm making me live in a dream world of imagined love, imagined solace all figments of my poetically virus affected mind.

A very dear friend who is sailing in the same boat like me wants me to leave my world of pain and travel with him to Bangladesh Cambodia and the Far East..but that would be running away from my responsibilities so I brushed aside his friendly suggestion preferring to fight my ghosts till the last breath.

I had completed my second year walking with Christ barefeet not to gain any spiritual cookie points it was my penance for my own miserable soul, strangely my legs are fine but I got a injury on my heel that has blossomed badly because of diabetic condition...it will heal , the flesh always heals faster than the welts on the back of the soul...

All in all I shot 1039 photos of the 14 Stations of the Cross and the Lenten Walk...on Good Friday..


“It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God”

The Healing Touch of a Mother

The Healing Touch of a Mother

Your Heart Is Stone

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conceited
arrogant
pompous
selfish
ungrateful
high blown
somethings
in life maybe
yours somethings
you still dont own
you cant buy
or get on loan
the poetry
pathos
passion
of a wishbone
in the wilderness
of lifes unwanted
moments
all alone
sordid
silence
in muted tones
for the sins of the mind
the flesh has to atone
my greatest mistake
an accidental poet
my poetry of pain
love prone
a winding sheet
born in the cradle
seeks it way back
'home in the
tombstone
the unmarked grave
of a poet unknown
master of the rings
gemstones
a pain ingrown
you came
in my life
a tempestuous
turbulence
a mighty
cyclone
destroying
my angst
my ethos
death fire
brimstone
i would
have never
fallen
in love
if i had known
the curse
of a warrior
goddess
stone deaf
eyes shut
on her throne




you have switched off
your mobile phone

A Heart Sobs

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what was not his
he did not want to rob
standing outside
her trembling door
inside outside
she has locked
the knob
sartorial serenity
my heart throbs
in the lane where
she stays
searching
for a job
the delicious
aroma
of Peshawari
kebabs succulent
with salad
maize cob
a blogger
also greedy glob
humble stupid
not a slob

Khuda Ne Ankhen Na Di Hoti Toh Ap Ko Ham Dekte Kaise

Come Back


Come Back, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Jesus And A Shia Muslim Blogger on Good Friday

"Eli Eli lama sabachthani?"

"Eli Eli lama sabachthani?"

"Eli Eli lama sabachthani?"

"Eli Eli lama sabachthani?"

"Eli Eli lama sabachthani?"

Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Father, into your hands I commend my spirit":

When Jesus had received the wine, he said, "It is finished"; and he bowed his head and handed over the spirit.

"I thirst"


"I thirst", originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

"Jesus said to his mother: "Woman, this is your son". Then he said to the disciple: "This is your mother."

"Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise."

"Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they do."

A Part of Me Died Today

I Keep Falling In Love With Illusions

Jesus And Shia Muslim Blogger On Crossroads

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each one
carrying his load
a single destination
two different roads
beyond time and space
gods heavenly abode
spirituality of pain pathos
poetry in auto mode
man gods thinking
robot on whom
god showers
his blessings
dotes
on the wings
of prayer
a moment
floats
figments
of my mind
sailing boats
i am the
life and the resurrection
jesus quotes

The Angel Slave And The Warrior Queen Goddess

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two moments
in time and space
she does not
want to see his face
she who belongs
to a warrior race
he who has
nothing but
dreams to chase
her body her soul
he cant embrace
he from the waters
of the ganges
his ancestry trace
in his soul
her memory stays
her kohl laden
dewy eyes
her sensual lips
her gazelle neck
her Cleopatra nose
her divine beauty
a poets praise
from the dungeons
of darkness doom
an accidental love
she raised
Lord be praised
blindfolded
he follows her
like her slave
from the cradle
to his grave
for her husky musky
voice in silence
he waits
raves and craves
cheating
his destiny
uff i love you
on his soul
he engraves
incorrigible
unchangeable
a beggar poet
knave her
thoughts hit
hit him lash him
wave after wave

Please Forgive Me If You Can

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i am mad
insane
poetic
but an
honest man
sincere
trustworthy
perhaps
unfaithful
to myself
trying to
improve
as best
as i can
a photographer
it is pain that i shoot
the story of pain i scan
its after an elusive moment
like sir don quixote i ran
beneath the layer
of my sartorial artistry
i am a genuine gentleman
what happened on the soul
of my poetry god is my witness
i did not plan..i was doomed
destroyed enslaved
no more a free man
broken wings
broken dreams
stunted growth
of my wingspan
in love with a fabled
princess a warrior
queen of a tribal clan

the poetry passion pathos
of a revolving Sufi mad man

I Shot a Story In 6 Hours Barefeet It Has Taken Me 3 Days To Share It With All Of You

Great Legends Dont Die They Live In The Hearts Of Humanity

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My Tribute To Moin Akthar Saab

A dear friend of mine was shattered by the sudden passing of a luminary a celestial soul late Mr Moin Akthar who leaves an indelible mark on the soul of Pakistan and people all over the world, the world of a showman is a world without fences or bleeding borders.. it touches everyone..

Music Arts and Culture have no boundaries they flow seamlessly and help and contribute to Peace on our chaotic planet that is in turbulence due to political chicanery and holocaust...

And so this humble tribute by a barefeet blogger of Mumbai is to my dear Pakistani friend , hope it gives her the strength to bear a loss and my condolences to the people of Pakistan and Mr Moin Akthars family too.


From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Moin Akhtar in his early years went to Metropolis High School near Burns Road also He was the Drummer in the Band at the same School.

Moin Akhtar (Urdu: معین اختر, also spelled as, Moeen Akhtar; 24 December 1950 – 22 April 2011)[1] was a Pakistani television, film and stage actor, as well as a comedian, impersonator, and a host. He was also a play writer, singer, film director and a producer.[2]

Akhter was born in Karachi to Urdu speaking parents from Mumbai India, was highly dynamic and versatile performer, he made his debut for television on 6 September 1966, in a variety show held on PTV to celebrate the first defense day of Pakistan‎. Since then, he has performed several roles in TV plays/shows, later making a team with Anwar Maqsood and Bushra Ansari. [3]

He was beloved for providing humor for people of all ages, and with an etiquette that remains unmatched. His attempts to avoid vulgarity in his humor rendered him a favorite amongst family audiences. Akhtar was fluent in several languages, including English, Bengali, Sindhi, Punjabi, Memon, Pushto, Gujarati and Urdu. He performed not only in Pakistan but played in several stage shows like Bakra Qiston Pe and Buddha Ghar Pe Hai with Umer Sharif in India too.[4]

Moin Akhtar rose to the national spotlight and gathered critical acclaim for his performance in the drama Rosy /Rozy (روذی), in which he played the role of a female TV artist. Rozy was an Urdu adaptation of Hollywood movie Tootsie starring Dustin Hoffman.[5] Moreover, in a talk-show namely Loose Talk, which began in 2005 on ARY Digital, he appeared as a different character in each and every of over 400 episodes interviewed by Anwar Maqsood, the writer and the host of the program. Akhter also briefly hosted the game show Kya Aap Banaingay Crorepati?, the Pakistani version of Who Wants to be a Millionaire?.

He was awarded honorary citizenship of Dallas in 1996 for his achievements[6].

* Rozi
* Dollar Man
* Makaan No 47
* Half Plate
* Family-93
* Eid Train
* Bandar Road Se Keamari
* Such Much
* Aangan Tehra
* Baby
* Rafta Rafta


He was the host of the show in which

* King Husain of Jordan was invited.
* The Prime minister of Gambia, Dawoodi-Al-Joza, was invited.
* President Zia-ul-Haq was invited.
* Prime Minister Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto was invited.
* President General Yahya Khan was invited.
* President Ghulam Ishaq Khan was invited.
* Moin Akhter Show


* Fifty Fifty (comedy serial from PTV)
* Show Sha
* Showtime
* Studio Dhhaai (Studio 2.5)
* Studio Pone Teen (Studio 2.75)
* Loose Talk (From ARY Digital)

[edit] Songs and albums

Album - Tera Dil Bhi Yun Hi Tadpe

* "Chhorr Ke Jaane Wale"
* "Choat Jigar Pe Khai Hai"
* "Ro-Ro Ke De Raha Hai"
* "Tera Dil Bhi Yun Hi Tadpe"
* "Dard Hi Sirf Dil Ko Mila"
* "Dil Ro Raha Hai"
* "Hoten Hai Bewafa"

[edit] Death

He died on 22 April 2011 at about 6:15pm in Karachi after suffering from a heart attack.[1] He is survived by his wife, three daughters and two sons.[7] The funeral prayers of Moin Akhtar were offered in Tauheed Mosque near his residence. Hundreds of people attended the funeral prayer. The funeral prayer was led by Junaid Jamshed.[8]
[edit] References

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