The Hijra Salutes Me

The Hijra Salutes Me, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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hijras and me
are interconnected
cosmically
he is enslaved
i am partially free
we both have
broken wings
learning to fly
karmically
atomically
the hijra and me
are specks of dust
held by lifes poetry
he is a man
i am a man
biologically
but he has
the soul
of a woman
undeniably
i have a soul
of a poet
embedded
in the soul
of imagery
i share him with you
he shares you with me

If Wishes Were Horses Bollywood Strugglers Would Ride

If Wishes Were Horses Bollywood Strugglers Would Ride, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Breaking Jambuls Bandra

Breaking Jambuls Bandra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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Children here break jambuls from this tree at Galaxy Building near Transit camp, I tasted the jambuls , mildly sweet and of normal size, kids collect sackfuls I am told and share it among themselves this is the path I take cutting through the Indraji Nagar slums for my workplace , most of my pictures are shot here simple picture of simple living and water is the main essence in the slums water keeps them connected and alive.


Most of the slum folks were horrendously terrorized by Reliance energy I am told and are gradually being given a more human deal by Tata Power , the local politicians too are making this transition possible and Reliance Energy in our case was the biggest rip of too we are now availing power from Tatas.


This land is open space and some say it belongs to the local politician who has a lot of clout here , and the politicians have made and generated wealth for themselves their chamchas cronies thanks to the builder politician nexus that rules the roost.

One satisfying aspect of the Bandra west slums there is no sectarian rift or power play ,all live peacefully, and this area is predominantly Sunni Muslim as you move further the Kasai Bakra Sunni jamat holds sway..they have done a lot of good for their community , in terms of education , group marriages and self employment.

The Hindus and dalits too share vital space and partake in each others religious festivities, and I have documented all this for posterity.

If I dont pass this way than I take another tiny path that brings me out on De Monte Street via an Indian gaothan a enclave of few cottages that too will vanish soon..

Heritage is meaningless for builders its space and big bucks..that calls the shots.

Their are a few Shia homes in and around the paths I take , they too are peacefully inclined and are emotional and assertive during Moharam wiith their matam majlis sabil azadari and piety and devotion without stepping on any ones toes.

I was going to write only about this jambul tree and one thing led to another.. and jambul is good for keeping diabetes in check...

I used to take a herbal powder for several years I stopped it I also stopped my insulin and dear Mr Madhsudanji Buthada of Latur suggested and gifted me two bottles of Ojamin a pancreatic tonic that bought my sugar down considerably..it is manufactured by Everest Pharma and marketed by Tates Remedies Pune..you take a spoonful on an empty stomach in the morning and in the evening the same dose after dinner..it has been good for me and I saw the change in my blood sugar.

The Tale of Three Wives

The Tale of Three Wives, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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misplaced martyrdom
under the nose
of his patrons
his three
surviving wives
let down by a system
intrigue conspiracy
sex drive end of an era
the seals in the pacific
ocean jive end
of tyranny and strife
the might of uncle sam
a single man
they could not
take him alive

Horny Cocks on Sale

Horny Cocks on Sale, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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all three
were
in a poultry
prison
now out
on bail
their crime
they were
found
molesting
sending
inappropriate
mail to
3 facebook
females
going down
under the legs
of two shemales
the hen type
with lots
of feathers
scales
cock a
doodle doo
any cock
will do
as long
as it is a
good tail
on the
hens trail
the groans
the wails
languishing
libido
now gone
frail
herbal
Viagra
mixed
with
dead
pieces
of snail
osama
had it too
at abbotabad
for satisfying
his three hens
osama all male
life and its travails
osama was never
in Pakistan
Allah ho Akbar
truth prevails
they killed
the wrong man
superimposed
his thumbnail
sab ka malik ek
oh what a fairy tale

Hijra Eyes

Hijra Eyes, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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I tweaked this picture and posted it without text here at flickr it as garnered 6418 views till date so I thought of pulling it forward and poetizing it for posterity..

hijra eyes
almond like
kohl laden
misty moist
where pain
resides
loves to hide
hijra eyes
neighbors envy
owners pride
hijra eyes
have never lied
born of humility
mouth gagged
both hands tied
the day the hijra
was born
his god died
on his backside
his fate astride
hijra sex
a mere
horse ride
hijra pain
never subsides
cosmic chaos
time and tide
a lonely bedside
fucked
forgotten
on the wayside
hijra eyes
all seeing
from
within
outside
piteous
painful
freeze dried
as a poet
in written
words
of sorrow
i have
described

main zinda lash hoon
she replied ...
i kissed the hijras eyelids
as she sighed
a part of me also died

The Shia Hindu And Ajmer

The Shia Hindu And Ajmer, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

khwaja
ki nagri main
milte hain bap bete
hussain aur ali sher
ek lamha ek sama
shane e khuda ki
wadiye ajmer

I Live Within The Soul of My Dream

I Live Within The Soul of My Dream, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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washed ashore
kissing a pebble
choked on
the river stream
glistens and gleams
pebbles also dream
to my poets mind
it seems
trampled
by people
who pass
them by
they bear
it all
dont scream
as nature
against
their karma
schemes
live die
a pledge
they have
to redeem
within
the circle
of pain
supreme

in the beginning
it was bismillah ar rhmanirrahim
words scriptured silently
flowing through the poets
bloodstream alif lam mim

Times Of India Is The Only Paper That Has Some Very Conceited Press Photographers

Times Of India Is The Only Paper That Has Some Very Conceited Press Photographers, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Strangely and truly we learnt photography seeing their pictures our first manual and trying to emulate them and when you meet them they treat you like a bag of shit.. and because of this I began grooming my gran daughter to become a photographer learn humility as photography is so fucking easy.. and today thanks to the Almighty Marziya Shakir is the youngest street photographer in the world.. away from the ivory tower of kadams and hadkars and what have you..

www.flickr.com/photos/firozeshakir/sets/72157624568190795/

Monalicious Mona Hijra From Mumbai

Monalicious Mona Hijra From Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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a hijra
beauty
of mumbai
one and only
mona sweet
monalicious
tasty delicious
bitchy
but not
malicious
horny
but not
officious
sensual sexy
voluptuous
but not vicious
showy loud mouth
but superstitious
born on 13 may
very lucky
auspicious
luxurious luscious
to this poets overtures
overtly covertly
she blushes
hopes
on the mound
of her venus
breathtakingly
crushes
into the
stretched
arms
of my poetry
she rushes
a forbidden
fruit devoured
she eats
she flushes
on an easel
of desire
eroticism
in flesh
she paint
brushes

Monalicious Mona Hijra From Mumbai

Monalicious Mona Hijra From Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

184,808 items / 1,455,777 views

a hijra
beauty
of mumbai
one and only
mona sweet
monalicious
tasty delicious
bitchy
but not
malicious
horny
but not
officious
sensual sexy
voluptuous
but not vicious
showy loud mouth
but superstitious
born on 13 may
very lucky
auspicious
luxurious luscious
to this poets overtures
overtly covertly
she blushes
hopes
on the mound
of her venus
breathtakingly
crushes
into the
stretched
arms
of my poetry
she rushes
a forbidden
fruit devoured
she eats
she flushes
on an easel
of desire
eroticism
in flesh
she paint
brushes

I Am Positive Poetry Spam

I Am Positive Poetry Spam, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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my fucked
minds meter
got jammed
an accidental
karmic
collision
my poetry
my ass
god damned
on the soul
of cynernetic
misery
i shat
my angst
my anguish
guilty
i spammed
i blog
so i am
what i am
positive slam
robotic erotic
neurotic psychotic
programmed

She Said Mujhe Gale Se Lagalo Bahut Udas Hoon Main

She Said Mujhe Gale Se Lagalo Bahut Udas Hoon Main, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

maine kaha
main zaroor gale se lagata
zinda lash hoon main
na unse door na unke
pas hoon main

The Poet Is Human Too..Hijras I Do Not Screw

The Poet Is Human Too..Hijras I Do Not Screw, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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i shoot them
as poems
human like
me and you
i give hijras
their due
neither man
no woman
the hijra treated
shabbily by society
it is true what has
their sex go to do
with my sexual
orientation or theirs
the hijra blood
sweat pain sinew
through my camera
up close on view
the hijra
poetically
i follow
pursue

Our Children Are Proud Of Wearing The Hijab

Our Children Are Proud Of Wearing The Hijab, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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sartorial
spirituality
modesty
tradition
heritage
ancestry
reflected
in a
garb
a woman's
prerogative

her jannat
her sawab
but to sarkozys
demonic mind
no greater evil
than the hijab

My Hand Heals My Camera Every Time I Shoot A Picture

My Hand Heals My Camera Every Time I Shoot A Picture, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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my camera reveals
the truth behind
my poems my soul
my mind my pathos
my passion my love
frail and blind
what i search
somebody else
will surely find
a moment flawed
defined a pain
underlined a cosmic
soul god made
my mother designed
my father with the
colors of his brush
outlined the poet
in me enshrined
words thoughts
aligned tears
blood sweat
entwined
a blogger
a photographer
two souls
via poetry
combined