a shia blogger caught between a fine tuned cross dresser a transgender beauty divine simran dancer as heady as wine her birthday pictures i shot posted online to show you the hijra world human compassionate benign between two parallel lines sorrow and sunshine a Facebook moment offline metaphoric to define prosthetic poetically designed boobs plunging necklines arched eyebrows sculpted cosmetic enhanced jawlines in his world of utter darkness the hijra momentarily shines a curvaceous outline for love he pines surrenders his flesh his soul aligned body and cosmic mind fucked forever from behind the hijra is human cursed by inhuman mankind racist unkind
If I shot hijras as a photographer I would get great images but I shot the hijras a poet and what I got was poetry of their life..I came here barefeet and shot this birthday proceedings and simply because my dear sweet friend Simran dancer transgender invited me here I gave her a string of Iranian turquoise as birthday gift.. and we have been great friends I have never called her a hijra.
Simran is a simple soul no strings attached if she was not a performer she would have been a beautician or a teacher or even an air hostess .. but than unfortunately they have no luck and even Bollywood is racist it looks down upon hijras or you could have a hijra as a heroine and a Khan running after her round the trees but than who would see this kind of film..
The hijras I have shot her paragons of beauty not natural but yet they carry themselves with aplomb.. I know guys who …
Hijras dont turn me on , I have no allure to hijra sex sexuality but as a photographer I shoot hijras as a nature lover shoots flamingos at the Sewri mudflats of Mumbai .. their poetic flights their beauty their collective grace and charm.
I cant explain a better metaphor and though among birds I am more fascinated with vultures for reasons unknown to me.. I call them the King of the Bird Kingdom..
The Hijra is a King too but in a more poetic womanly way..and my hijra pictures have not come easy I dont have the money funds or the resources to meet hijra heads and shoot their brood.
The way I dress is what makes hijras wary of me they consider me a tantric who steals hijra souls .. yes I do.. its part of the gift god blessed with me as a photographer and as a poet too.
I have kind considerate human Hijra Guru but I have never twi…
she curses she abuses zindagi ki bahen ka bhosda zindagi ki ma ki choot a barren garden over ripe fruits madarchods come and loot hijdon ke gand ke bhoot her anger her sweltering outburst as a poet i tried to soothe she took me up to her booth a tiny cubicle a creaking cot her lifes route peela house fuck lund road rough not smooth she stripped naked showed me her body bruised the iron rod burning marks her broken flute i saw it all poetically mute a poetic pain very acute i handed her 100 bucks walked out a pain uncouth the hijda neither man nor woman a missing vagina a missing clitoris a martyred chooth
an empty stomach writhing in pain asking for a morsel of grain not the body its the soul of man that life must sustain pain interlinked to cosmic chain as it knocks the doors again and again licking the plate its a hunger sweet bitter unending pain down the gutter like his urine my poetic thought drains
poriborton a cry for change in exchange home home on the range
Every Shia has one wish to see Karbala once in his lifetime and luckily my in laws the Qazilbash of Victoria Street Lucknow made it and as I write this they might be in Damascus Sham than to Karbala they have gone on Ziyarat..
They said they would pray that I make it too , but I told them to pray for those more devoted than me I am happy God blessed me and I am happy I was born to Shia parents in India ..and I would be disheartened if I was born anywhere else Mother India is my Karbala my tryst with destiny.
Whatever flaws the Wahabbi may find with the faith I adhere to I think I would not change my faith as a Shia for anything in the world.If Shiasm according to them is heresy I am happy to be a heretic but believe in Hussain and Humanity.
We bleed so you know we are Shias you understand the pain of Karbaa Ashura and the first family of the Holy Proph…
This is Mohomed Ali Aga Zaboli from Iran , he was born in India but later settled down in the country of his forefathers Iran..
I would see him year after year during Chelum in Mumbai I never spoke to him ever but shot his pictures .
And he did matam played the damam bleeding all over and thus years passed.. he was a face of Ghame Hussain and I shot him as such.
This year fate bought me to Hussain Tekri Jaorah and I met Mohomed Ali Agha through Ali Shah we traveled to Mumbai after completing the Chehlum at Jaorah and we became good friends , we both did Chehlum again the following day at Rehamatabad ..
Than Aga came home to see my family and just could not get over Marziya Shakir my grand daughter she shot his pictures and the Irani blood of sincerity and love is such every month come what may he calls me up simply to speak to Marziya and I am crying a…
no effort to rehabilitate them old beggars such as these knocking the doors of hope searching for release in the name of Allah and Peace beggary has now become 'a viable profession .. as is where is to please beggary on the increase pay hafta to the local hoodlum which takes care of the system the law order and police to survive as a beggar palms you have to grease
Benu Sen (May 26, 1932 - May 17, 2011) was an Indian photographer from Kolkata, India. He was the second son among seven children of Manindranath and Provabati Sengupta.
He was the Secretary General of the Federation of Indian Photography (FIP), the Indian chapter of the Fédération Internationale de l'Art Photographique (FIAP), and President of the Photographic Association of Dum Dum (PAD).
A Photography Unit was set up in the Indian Museum in 1964 for photo documentation of art objects. Sen was the in-charge of the unit. He retired from the museum as Photo Officer in 1990 and contributed many photographic works both in the field of social & cultural anthropology and museum related photographs.  Books
Author of Art of Photography first published in 1979. Co-author of Learn Photography and Experimen…