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when
the soul
of man
nubile
beautiful
tall
transforms
becomes
a full fledged
woman
tits and all
a gaping hole
the only
flaw
in the doll
vulnerable
sensitive
hijra moll
makes your
libido tremble
your skin crawl
the hijra beauty
kamini a
brick on my
facebook wall
bares it all
the hijra
the sufi baul
puckered lips
wet tongue
taste of menthol
as she slithers
away naked
rain falls
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Hijra Kamini A Brick On My Facebook Wall
Man Is Bound To The Holistic Power of Gemstones
Man Is Bound To The Holistic Power of Gemstones, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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healing
his body
his soul his flesh
his brittle bones
his erogenous
testosterone
his hidden zone
when his time
comes to go
he will depart
become earth
mud and stone
beneath the grave
all alone away
from all worldly
groans and moans
his ego turned
to ashes and dust
which was once
pompous selfish
high blown
a muted silence
earthly tones
to the maker
who created
him he repays
his loan
nothing
he owns
becomes
a blithe spirit
just a grave
as his bed
the pillow
a tombstone
he has lost
his loved one
his kingdom
his corrupted
throne
the grave
of a beggar
poet unknown
In The Kingdom of Khwajah Garib Nawaz at Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif
In The Kingdom of Khwajah Garib Nawaz at Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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I had never been to Ajmer Sharif and its about a few years back I met Huzoor Peersab Fakhru Miya Hijra No 6 at the house of his Murid from Bangladesh Zaved Akthar Saab at Juhu and realized that Peersab as a hardcore believer of Imam Hussain and a hardcore Maulaiee , Peersaab is a famous Sunni scholar from the Chishtiya Order of Kwajah Moinuddin Chishti al Sabri..
He invited me to Ajmer I stayed at his house and thus began my journey into the heart of Sufism in India Ajmer , I visited Peersaab every year and he was the finest host he propagated the message of Imam Hussain and the sacrifice of Hazrat Abbas for his Master Hussain , though Hazrat Abbas was Imam Hussains bother..
I discovered Taragadh Pushkar and delved into Mysticism walking barefeet to visit the Hijra Saint and his sons grave, I did the Kaif and it was here that I actually began documenting the humanity of the hijras..the rafaees and the malangs..Ajmer Sharif became a dimension of my spiritual quest I shot Ajmer as a poet , with every single nuance and because I cannot carry the camera within the Dargah I stopped shooting the Dagah scenes within instead shooting Moti Katla the hijra oasis and Char Yar where the Rafaees and Malangs and Hijra bawas stay.
My reaching Ajmer every year is nothing short of a miracle and Peersaab knows it his children know it too.. Peersaab has been to my house knows my family and considers me a part of his family too..
A few days back he called me I told him I was going through serious violent mental emotional turbulence at work and at home..but he said you must come to Ajmer for the Urus.. I told him I would try..
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Sultan-ul-Hind, Hazrat Shaikh Khwaja Syed Muhammad Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī (Persian/Urdu: حضرت خواجہ سیّد محمد معین الدین چشتی اجمیری) was born in 1141 and died in 1230 CE. Also known as Gharīb Nawāz (غریب نواز), or 'Benefactor of the Poor', he is the most famous Sufi saint of the Chishtī Order of the Indian Subcontinent. He introduced and established the order in South Asia. The initial spiritual chain or silsila of the Chishti order in India, comprising Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī, Bakhtiyar Kaki, Baba Farid and Nizamuddin Auliya (each successive person being the disciple of the previous one), constitutes the great Sufi saints of Indian history.[1]
Khwaja Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī was born in 536 A.H./1141 CE, in Sijistān, in Persian Khorasan, modern Iran.[2] He was a Sayed, a descendant of Muhammad through Ja'far aṣ-Ṣādiq. He grew up in Persia. His parents died when he was only fifteen years old. He inherited a windmill and an orchard from his father. During his childhood, young Mu'īnuddīn was different from others and kept himself busy in prayers and meditation. Legend has it that once when he was watering his plants, a revered Sufi, Shaikh Ibrāhim Qundūzī (or Kunduzi) -- the name deriving from his birth place, Kunduz in Afghanistan -- came to his orchard. Young Mu'īnuddīn approached him and offered him some fruits. In return, Sheikh Ibrāhīm Qundūzī gave him a piece of bread and asked him to eat it. The Khwāja got enlightened and found himself in a strange world after eating the bread. After this he disposed of his property and other belongings and distributed the money to the poor. He renounced the world and left for Bukhara in search of knowledge and higher education.[3]
Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī visited the seminaries of Samarkand and Bukhara and acquired religious learning at the feet of eminent scholars of his age. He visited nearly all the great centers of Muslim culture, and acquainted himself with almost every important trend in Muslim religious life in the Middle Ages. He became a disciple of the Chishtī saint 'Uthmān Hārūnī. They travelled the Middle East extensively together, including visits to Mecca and Medina.
[edit] Journey to India
Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī turned towards India, reputedly after a dream in which Prophet Muhammad blessed him to do so. After a brief stay at Lahore, he reached Ajmer along with Mohammad of Ghori, and settled down there. In Ajmer, he attracted a substantial following, acquiring a great deal of respect amongst the residents of the city. Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī practiced the Sufi Sulh-e-Kul (peace to all) concept to promote understanding between Muslims and non-Muslims.
[edit] Founding of the Chishtī Order in India
He apparently never wrote down his teachings in the form of a book, nor did his immediate disciples, but he laid the foundations of the Chishtī order in the city of Ajmer in North India.
The central principles that became characteristics of the Chishtī order in India are based on his teachings and practices. They lay stress on renunciation of material goods; strict regime of self-discipline and personal prayer; participation in Samā' as a legitimate means to spiritual transformation; reliance on either cultivation or unsolicited offerings as means of basic subsistence; independence from rulers and the state, including rejection of monetary and land grants; generosity to others, particularly, through sharing of food and wealth, and tolerance and respect for religious differences.
He, in other words, interpreted religion in terms of human service and exhorted his disciples "to develop river-like generosity, sun-like affection and earth-like hospitality." The highest form of devotion, according to him, was "to redress the misery of those in distress – to fulfill the needs of the helpless and to feed the hungry."
It was during the reign of Emperor Akbar (1556–1605) that Ajmer emerged as one of the most important centers of pilgrimage in India. The Mughal Emperor undertook an unceremonial journey on foot to accomplish his wish to reach Ajmer. The Akbarnāmah records that the Emperor's interest first sparked when he heard some minstrels singing songs about the virtues of the Walī (Friend of God) who lay asleep in Ajmer.
Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī authored several books including Anīs al-Arwāḥ and Dalīl al-'Ārifīn, both of which deal with the Islamic code of living.
Quṭbuddīn Baktiyār Kākī (d. 1235) and Ḥamīduddīn Nagorī (d. 1276) were Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī's celebrated Khalīfas or successors who continued to transmit the teachings of their master through their disciples, leading to the widespread proliferation of the Chishtī Order in India.
Among Quṭbuddīn Baktiyār's prominent disciples was Farīduddīn Ganj-i-Shakar (d. 1265), whose dargāh is at Pakpattan, (Pakistan). Farīduddīn's most famous disciple was Nizāmuddīn Auliyā' (d. 1325) popularly referred to as Mahbūb-e-Ilāhī (God's beloved), whose dargāh is located in South Delhi.
From Delhi, disciples branched out to establish dargāhs in several regions of South Asia, from Sindh in the west to Bengal in the east, and the Deccan in the south. But from all the network of Chishtī dargāhs the Ajmer dargāh took on the special distinction of being the 'mother' dargah of them all.
Dargah Sharif
Dargah of Moinuddin Chishti, Ajmer
The dargah (shrine) of Chisti, known as Dargah Sharif or Ajmer Sharif is an international wakf (endowment), managed under the 'Dargah Khwaja Saheb Act, 1955' of Government of India. The Dargah Committee, appointed by the Government, manages donations, takes care of the maintenance of the shrine, and runs charitable institutions like dispensaries, and guest houses for the devotees.[4] The dargah, which is visited by Muslim pilgrims as well as Hindus and Sikhs as a symbol of intercommunal harmony, became the target of a terrorist bomb attack in October 2007 by suspected Hindutva militants.[5]
[edit] In popular culture
A Bollywood movie Jodhaa Akbar (2008), directed by Ashutosh Gowariker, includes a qawwālī in praise of Moinuddin Chishti ("Khwāja Mērē Khwāja"). It depicts the Emperor Akbar being moved by the song to join the whirling-dervish-like dance that accompanies the song. The song is composed by A.R. Rahman.
[edit] Sufis of the Chishtī Order
He had more than one thousand khalīfas and hundreds of thousands of disciples. Sufis of different orders became his disciples and took ijāzah from him. Among the famous Sufis who trace their lineage to him are: Quṭbuddīn Bakhtiyār Kākī, Farīduddīn Mas'ūd, Nizāmuddīn Auliyā', Amir Khusrau, Muhammad Hussain-i Gisūdarāz Bandanawāz, Ashraf Jahāngīr Simnānī, Aṭā' Hussain Fānī and Shāh Jamāl Bābā Bahaya Aurangabadī.
Today, hundreds of thousands of people – Muslims, Hindus, Christians and others, from the Indian sub-continent, and from other parts of the world – assemble at his tomb on the occasion of his 'urs (death anniversary).
Spiritual lineage
'Alī ibn Abī Ṭālib
Al-Ḥasan al-Baṣrī
'Abdul Wāḥid Bin Zaid Abul Faḍl
Fuḍayll ibn 'Iyāḍ Bin Mas'ūd Bin Bishr al-Tamīmī
Ibrāhīm bin Adham
Ḥudhayfah al-Mar'ashī
Amīnuddīn Abū Ḥubayrah al-Baṣrī
Mumshād Dīnwarī
Start of the Chishtī Order:
Abū Isḥāq al-Shāmī
Abū Aḥmad Abdāl
Abū Muḥammad bin Abī Aḥmad
Abū Yūsuf bin Sam'ān al-Ḥusaynī
Maudūd Chishtī
Sharīf Zandānī
'Uthmān Hārūnī
Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī
[edit] Others Buried in the Maqbara enclosure
The famous Mughal generals Sheikh Mīr and Shāhnawāz Khān were buried in the enclosure of Mu'īnuddīn Chishtī's Maqbara after they died in the Battle of Deorai in 1659. Shāhnawāz Khān was the Emperor Aurangzeb's father-in-law.[6]
The Malang From Mumbai
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poetic
misadventures
some live
some die
broken wings
learning to fly
images on
the internet
hung to dry
poetizing
the soul
of humanity
before
they bid
farewell
say
goodbye
to delete
or not
to delete
the soul cries
slave
of unhidden
sorrow
clinging
to an unborn
tomorrow
the poets
soul implies
The Merchant Of Dreams
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giving free
what others sell
on the streets
of pain
i dwell barefeet
memories my life
my purgatory hell
unhidden sorrow
so much
not so much
through moving
pictures i tell
a cat i loved
someone else
tied the bell
even a cause
needs a rebel
man the the only
creature born
in a womb like cell
imprisoned for life
falling in love
with a sea shell
on the sands of time
walking another
mans footprints
a secret
fate will not foretell
my poetry my passion
my pathos locked
in an oyster shell
i tripped
on my face i fell
My Cosmic Wheel Of Pain Piety Pathos
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what
you saw as
a picture
i shot as
a poem
my pain
my piety
my pathos
you were
lucky
you gained
wisdom
from my loss
at the end
of the day
is a message
that comes
across
as you me
on the face
of destiny
crisscross
enslaved
held captive
to my cultural
ethos pain
beautifully
camouflaged
hidden beneath
a cause gasping
like a rolling stone
on her mound
of Venus
gathering moss
The Hijra Bares It All
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her desires
mammoth
horrendous
memories
enthrall
on the soul
of humanity
the hijra
bares it all
standing tall
the hijra
not just
a prick
in the wall
as she rises
as she falls
holding a straw
as she drowns
to an androgynous
god she calls
he saves her
just
in time
on a pedestal
he instals
the hijra
failure
success
pitfalls
her faded
deleted dreams
her first time
the assault
on her senses
her childish cries
as he held
her mouth
the pain the
punishment
she recalls
sodomized sorrow
the dark room
the heavy rainfall
she was indeed
very small
she looked up
at her uncle
as he tied
the knots
of his pajamas
he had fucked
her after all
i should have
said him
she was
a feminine boy
before
she finally
ran away
became
a hijra doll
the hijra pain
is tears flowing
through
a stone wall
lol
The Birth of the Hijra Androgyne
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part
of mans
original sin
human
beneath
an androgynous soul
a hijra skin
a woman gives
birth
from a mans
fruitless
foreskin
her gender
as
confused
as her
mind
her body
her flesh
from within
a trapdoor
that lets
human
pain in
her hopes
her desires
rusted
corroded
corrugated tin
the hijra soul
spins loses
never wins
Kamini Hijda
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sometimes
she embarrasses
the soul of man
breaking
the poetry
of her gender
this half woman
half man
was becoming
a hijra part
of her cosmic plan
a heaving
pulsating
pneumatic
silicone laden
bough of a
bosom
from the winds
of change
gets a tan
kamini hijra
beauty
of her clan
the hijra was
born
much before
the history
of man began
androgynous
shimmering
dragonfly
wings
the soul
of man
he outran
from the
fire of desire
into the saucepan
shot by a poet
also a sufi madman
the hijra gods
unscripted only
she-man
They Slaughter Poets Dont They ..
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before the
blade kisses
the nape
of his neck
they give
him water
a few words
of the scriptures
they say
he looks at
his butcher
straight
in the eyes
before
the last light
of his life
goes away
a tear melts
holding
love before
he says
meae meae meae
the butcher
wondering
why is he
not dying
as arms
his legs
he flays
his cosmic
goats mind
remembering
happier days
hope desires
he had tasted
on the way
when she
patted him
the first time
on the streets
wounded
bleeding
he lay
a karmic accident
he fell in love
with his savior
to his dismay
her mystique
made him a
loquacious
poet
a shocked
may
it happens
unintentionally
love is nothing
but a broken
pot made of clay
unable to hold
the water 'of life
that flows away
into the gutters
by the way
this is now
my last poem
of the i was
a sucker series
her last wish
i shall respect
to my dying day
before
we part ways
love is nothing
but a fruitless
poetic chase
moments
within
moments
is all that stays
One Part of My Soul Is Karbala The Other Part Ajmer
One Part of My Soul Is Karbala The Other Part Ajmer, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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Shah ast Hussain, Badshah ast Hussain
Deen ast Hussain, Deen Panah ast Hussain
Sardad na dad dast, dar dast-e-yazeed,
Haqaa key binaey La ila ast Hussain
words sculpted on
the soul of humanity
through ajmer
the pain of karbala
a day called ashura
tears that drench
the poetry of life
i bare
because god
does not call
me to karbala
bare feet
with a beggars bowl
i come to ajmer
through pictures
through shivas third
eye embedded
in my camera
ajmer
with you
i share
god also knows
if he called me
to karbala
my ticket
i would give
to the poorest man
i swear
god crystallized
moment
in eternity
a heaven
on earth
called ajmer
you need love
piety devotion
to reach there
get rid
of your pain
your trial tribulations
your nightmares
every year
god makes it difficult
for me
to somehow
reach ajmer
problems galore
at work at home
a thought
my heart my
soul tears
on the wings
of my poetry
my flight of
fancy i
would be
more than
happy
in my dreams
to reach ajmer
jannat
ka darwaza
urus ki shaan
subah sham
dopaher
ek pyas
ek naher
aye waqt
yeh hai
khuda
ka ghar
ajmer
ruk ja
dam lene de
thoda taher
sirf hussainiyat nikalti hai yazidiyat ka zaher
Memories
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i dont delete people i call friends .i am pathan ..n we are known for our friendships...
memories
like a gush of wind
from the hindu kush
mountains come
touch and feel
like wintry
cool breeze
titillate and tease
friendship dies
memories
dont cease
they come when
they please
the soul from
the clutches
of poetic pain
release
on the soul
of timelessness
freeze making
the poetry of life
ill at ease
a warring
moment
demanding
peace
time seeking
forgiveness
from fate
on bent knees
The Poetry Of Pain
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knives clinging
to brotherly chains
as each stroke
from the back
the blood drains
holistically
healing
power
of a chant
ya hussain
ya hussain
ya hussain
we cut
we bleed
no spiritual
constrains
an emotional
depiction
of our humanity
on the soul
of hussain
a scripture d
soliloquy
do we need
to explain
from a tear
that fell
from a mothers eye
the shia was ordained
1400 years a protest
a lal bawta against yazid
that has continuously
remained striking
at the soul of terror
through moharam
the shia campaigned
Passion Pathos Poetry
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when bad times
came an avalanche
i could not tame
i sold all my books
my cameras
my silver jewelry
a beggar poet
i became
shirtless
worthless
my notoriety
to fame
what i lost
my deleted dreams
my broken wings
to blame
a void
a vacuous
venomous
vicissitudes
of life
my karmic chaos
my fucked destiny
in flames
ever since
i fell out of love
i have never
been the same
sea shells
on the seas shore
a hidden pearl
in an oyster
by any
other name
someone else
lays claim
a new face
in a picture frame
The Hijra And The Fruit of The Loom
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the hijra beauty
me spaciousness
timelessness
in a seductive room
smoke and fume
her musky smell
her sweaty perfume
she told me in chaste
hindi mera hath choom
machade dhoom
chal mastii main jhoom
on her chest flowers
in bloom my poetry
my pathos my poetic doom
playfully a thought
she resumed
silence and volume
a poison she gave
i closed my eyes
consumed
my fucked
libido
my sexuality
died in her tomb
for once just once
i was ensnared by a man
a woman's soul a woman's
costume kamini hijra
maneuverability
no headroom
a castrated cry
testicular fortitude
sweetness solitude
the hijra my heirloom
thoughtless attitude
Open Letter To GM Mr Tewary MTNL Broadband Mumbai
Open Letter To GM Mr Tewary MTNL Broadband Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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Dear Mr Tewary
I know you are a very busy person and I wont hold that against you, this is my 5 th letter to you online , I am not seeking attention I have no personal axe to grind , nor any personal issue with MTNL Broadband.
I am a subscriber of your service a common man and I am having problems connectivity with your service that dont seem to end I had recently been to your Deputy Gen Manager Mr Uphadays office at Bandra Reclamation , I had collapsed fainted due to my diabetic condition and stress bought out by your awful service as a service provider.
We have two connections at my house one belongs to my eldest son Asif Shakir a web designer , he just could not take the poor service his telephone and the modem I duly surrendered to Mr Jony at your St Martins office Bandra..05 /05 2011 tel no 26514261 Wifi modem no SA 80A 1D 71A3126 - 450 TCI
Your staff is excellent they tried to help us in every way possible but your service sucks to put it politely to your august ears..and I am sure you might not read this letter but it will always be there , to remind you of our pain for a service we pay and dont get even a dimes worth of satisfaction..
Mr Shyam Sunderji too is aware of my problems I sent him a message on his mobile and of Mr Jony too at 4 am the time my net intermittently troubling and it still persists even now..I have as yet not surrendered my modem or phone line..
Why am I facing this problem is question you need to answer as the buck stops at your door , I am posting this letter at Flickr Facebook Blogspot and Twitter places where I blog..
I think its time you took some action I appeal to you on humanitarian grounds I am a blogger who blogs all religiosity including your own with a passion that I need not stress ..you can click the links and see it for yourself.
I have tagged you Broadband MTNL so I am sure you cant miss it.
Thanking You
Firoze Shakir
Photographerno1
firoze.shakir@gmail.com
Sartorial Serendipity Did Me In
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my karmic fate
her recycling bin
deleted
doomed
corrugated
tin sometimes
you lose
sometimes
you win
love is nothing
a non stop spin
sometimes out
sometimes in
pain is like beauty
a part of a cosmetic
skin a poet covered
in goatskin
sacrificial no
trade in
one story ends
another begins
Ham Matam Karte Hain Dard Unko Hota Hai
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kabhi kabhi kuch kuch hota hai
asman asoo bahata hai jab
hussain ke gham main shia rota hai
ham apna badan kat te hain gairon ka nahi
na jane is bat se dar kyon unko hota hai
ham matam karte hain apna khoon bahate
hain aur chot unko lagti hai dard unko hota hai
Everything Is Possible In Love And Poetry
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how come you suddenly fell in love with me ? aap mujy jante bhi nai ,in person that is ..
falling in love
is something
god decides
a karmic connection
a cosmic evolution
all other aspects
overrides
being young
or being old
does not matter
if the viral love
bug hits
your insides
the day
i fell
in love
accidentally
with you
my god died
my humility
crushed
by your
duplicity
your pride
between
my pathos
my poetry
a great divide
as from
one end of despair
into another end
of morbidity
i slide
the heart
is a lonely
hunter where
one sided
love
resides
i wait
for the fires
of my affection
subside
a beggar poet
on the road side
thanks so
much for
the roller
coaster ride
sometimes up
sometimes down
words wingless
in mid flight
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