The animal sacrifice began to the beat of the drums and the puja and before the goat is slaughtered they wait for a sign from Goddess Marriammen and than only does the slaughter begin , I was told to cut my flash so as not to disturb the goat, and when the goat nods his head there is a frenzy from the crowds two guys hold the legs at each end Ganesh brings the chopper down with a single stroke the head is severed from the trembling body of the goat.
This continues all afternoon , and the other end poultry are slaughtered with a single swipe of the blade of the knife.
Women keep offering flowers coconuts with baskets on their heads and there is a steady flow of women devotees at the Nehru Nagar Marriammen Temple Juhu.
Govindas wife Sunita Ahuja is a patron of this unique temple I was told..
Children are swarming all over the area shouting shrieking its their feast day too ..
for her who is out of mind out of sight god created women gave them everything but robbed them of inner light its man whose humily is greater than his height his soul pristine white he may be evil he may be ugly but man is destiny of mankind in poetic flight crazy insane fucked forever man is the eternal beauty that flourishes in the night blooms bold and bright from his loins flows the hope of tomorrow milky white
i have decided to give a full stop memories on my souls poetry skip and hop she has moved shop a story that began suddenly flopped deleted doomed blocked from her friends list i have been unceremoniously dropped my last flight of fancy my poetic wings chopped little cry baby on the tree top a silent pause unforgiving cause as a back drop drenched in the nostalgic desires of a rain drop
a single swift blow tears held back the poet in me must go this cock wont see the rising sun his last crow he loved her although she viciously on his face shut her door she thought equivocally she had scored when the blade touched his feathered crown the neck of a poet with a thud fell nimbly on the floor his blood his pain into the gutter of nothingness overflowed she was brutal she was ungrateful she was uncaring she washed her hands paid the butcher some more told him to see he was dead throw him in the sea that he wont ever rise from the sea floor or crazy demonic followers of his will build a shrine a martyr misplaced blood sweat tears and gore she got busy cooking haleem other domestic chores a nokrani she calls herself whoaaaaaaaaaa
Maryammen Feast Animal Sacrifice.., originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Ganesh is a pujari ccome butcher he has been undertaking all these rituals since he was a kid, and he is deft, he also puts the peircing rods in the cheeks hooks on the backs of the devotees and later after the procession moves from Juhu beach to the Mariammen Temple he and Bhima remove the rods hooks again..
This is a very painful process one wrong move the devotees cheek could be mutilated fir good.
wherever she is cool and comfortable my existence she feigns in the inundated waters of my washed sand castle she reigns she is cruel heartless holding me like a dog by her cosmic chain she has incidentally accidentally caused me the maximum pain a beggar poet lover of humanity follower of hussain you will see her image embedded in my soul my sucked heart my fucked brain
she whispers uff ab to ap chup rahein ham par jo guzri ham kaise kahen ap jahan bhi hain sada khush rahein gutter ke pani main chup chap bahein apna gham ap khud hi sahen pathanon ke dil pathar hote hain meri khamoshi ko jan lein
this pain this humiliation on a poets soul was her way of making fun a woman of substance once a friend now part of my setting sun causing injury with a grievous weapon in her arsenal of desire my forgiveness she had spurned it was not right what she had done to a beggar poet jocularly known as hindu shia no 1 will she ever read the poems i have spun a warrior goddess queen fondly remember i doubt she will ever return my soul cries my heart burns
The Hijras Are Part Of My Poetic Journey of Life, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. I met a pretty hijra Sarla late in the night again ,she was on the beach and I had met her there a devotee of Goddess Marriammen , I shot her pictures and on my way back I met her tanked , she could barely walk, some guys had spiked her drinks , she was well dressed I tried to get her a ricksha for Ville Parle station but than a few male friends came and took her away, she was very ice to me we exchanged numbers.. to meet at the next Maryamma feast she told me she would inform me..
A few years back in the melee my Nikon D 80 slipped from hand and fell about three feet to the ground, I too was crushed by the crowds people walked over my camera I knew I was the end..but head priest Velu picked up my camera placed it at the feet of the goddess and gave it to me it was intact ..
Velu and I became good friends and though he lives in Chennai he calls me off and on..
I carried my monopod this time to use it while the rods were being removed but with the surging crowds and the danger of being pierced accidentally I hardly used it I shot a lot , and yet I could have shot more but I was drenched tired I had not eaten just water kept my spirits up.
I shot from 4 pm to 10 pm the rod removing scenes would have gone on till midnight but I walked away back towards the beach end grabbed a ricksha showered and began posting these pictures of the morning event..
Bhima My Best Friend Nehru Nagar Juhu, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Mother Maryamma bought us together we became good friends and through Bhima Davendra I shot the Machimar Maryamma Feast and through a guy called Suresh from BMC I shot the Madras Wadi Maryamma Worli feast and through Raja piercer I shot the Sion Dharavi Maryamma feast ..
And now most of the Hindu Tamils and other devotees of Maryamma Gujratis Maharashtrians and Punjabis know me very well..
But I will pierce my cheeks with a 18 feet rod one of these days at Mahim Fishermens Colony Maryamma Temple as I have a very good equation with the Pujari Ganesh and his powerful sister Lakshmi and I shall do this to support my Tamil Hindu friends.. a follower of Hussain among Maryamma devotees..
Maryamma Feast Nehru Nagar Juhu 2011, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. This morning I was invited by Bhima Davendra at Nehru Nagar Juhu where I shot the Maryamma feast, the cooking ritual and the animal sacrifice to appease Goddess Marriammen the unique much loved goddess of the Hindu Tamil diaspora in Mumbai.
I shot thee morning event barefet from 6 am till 10.30 am, I went into a trance the moment the drum began to play, and fell outside the gates of the renovated grand Mandir.
Later at 4 pm I went back to Juhu beach to shoot the second part of the feast, the cheek piercing with 18 feet rods, the chattri or juggernaut which one wears on the body with sharp rods on the body back and front.
The men women and children pierce about 150 needles attach lime ..than guys have hooks pierced on their backs to pull cars vans and bunch of coconuts on a tray.. Guys also hang from cranes.
Because I have been shooting this ritual fr many years people know me and respect me too. Last…