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agar duniya chaman hoti to veerane kahan jaate

agar duniya chaman hoti to veerane kahan jaate, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. chalo achha hua
apno mein koi
ghair to nikla

Between Two Lines

Between Two Lines, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,467,025 views

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

Yes I Shoot Hijras As Poetry of Life

Yes I Shoot Hijras As Poetry of Life, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,467,012 views


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 …

I Am Not Obsessed With Hijras But Yes I Shoot Them With A Unkindled Passion

I Am Not Obsessed With Hijras But Yes I Shoot Them With A Unkindled Passion, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,466,724 views

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…

I Shot Her She Shot Me Too .. I Died She Lived

You Need More Than Just A Camera To Shoot Hijras.. Fuck You Need To Be A Poet

My Incomplete Poem of Hijra Pain

If You Shoot Hijras The Way I Shoot You Will Become a Poet Too

The Life of A Hijra Prostitute

The Life of A Hijra Prostitute, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,466,281 views


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

Do You Know What Is Hunger

Do You Know What Is Hunger, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,466,253 views

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

My Karbala Is The Country of My Birth Mother India

My Karbala Is The Country of My Birth Mother India, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,466,240 views

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…

In The Soul of The Irani Lies Hussain And Hindustan

In The Soul of The Irani Lies Hussain And Hindustan, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,253 items / 1,466,231 views

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…

Shanmugham And Me I End The Marriamma Madras Wadi Series

Shanmugham And Me I End The Marriamma Madras Wadi Series, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. And I took leave of the Tamils of Madras Wadi walked a distance and caught a bus home..I was exhausted totally drained out..And it has taken me full 3 days to post all these photos 1157 shot from 4 pm to 10 pm..

The Milk Effect

Removing The Hooks From The Back

Removing the Fish Hooks from the Mouth

The Milk Effect

Removal of The Rods Madras Wadi

Removal of The Rods Madras Wadi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
My Madras Wadi Mariamma series comes to an end I had shot 1157 images documenting a unique ritual appeasing the Goddess Marriamma .

From the piercings on the Worli beach to the procession and finally the finale at Madras Wadi where the removal of the rods hooks began a very painful and difficult procedure of extreme pain ..

I thank my friend Shanmugham without him his team mates and the organizers I dont think I could have shot all this.

It was unbearably hot I had removed my upper garments my jewelry and I shot this entire event barefeet with blisters on my feet.


And this is one event I try not miss come what may...this ritual of piercing has fascinated me much before I turned photographer ..

Self Shot - Reflected Pain Of a Poets Angst

Self Shot - Reflected Pain Of a Poets Angst, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Bohat Chaha Magar Unhe Bhula Na Sake
Khayalon Me Kisi Aur Ko La Na Sake
Usko Dekh Ke Ansoo To Pooch Liye Magar
Kisi Aur Ko Dekh Ke Muskra Na Sake

The Shia Blogger At Marriamma Temple Madras Wadi Worli

Beggary Among Muslims Will Never Cease

Beggary Among Muslims Will Never Cease, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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

Removal of the Rods At Madras Wadi

Legends Dont Die Long Live Mr Benu Sen

Legends Dont Die Long Live Mr Benu Sen, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 186,019 items / 1,465,442 views

Image courtesy Wikipedia
From Wikipedia

Benu Sen (May 26, 1932 - May 17, 2011) was an Indian photographer from Kolkata, India.[2] 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),[3] and President of the Photographic Association of Dum Dum (PAD).[4]

A Photography Unit was set up in the Indian Museum in 1964 for photo documentation of art objects.[5] 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.
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Author of Art of Photography first published in 1979.[6] Co-author of Learn Photography and Experimen…

My 186,012 Photo Blog at Flickr.com

The Shia Blogger And The Tamils of Mumbai

Shanmugham With Tadgolas Attached to Hooks in the Back