From the beach heading to the Marriammen Temple Macchimar Colony via Mori Road takes over 4 to 5 hours.. lot of dance fun frolic on the way .. I left half way ...
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Pain is the Only Human Emotion We Truly Share With Everyone
Pain is the Only Human Emotion We Truly Share With Everyone, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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I met Shilpa this afternoon as I passed the Marriamman Temple Macchimar Colony today on some work..I had gone to Canossaa Convent to a friends workshop and this was at about 1.00 pm I was to meet a client at my workplace between 3 pm and 3.30 pm so I had time to kill and besides today being Wednesday I thought of searching for my beggar friend Appu who has no hands or legs so I walked from here , I could not find Appu they said he had stopped coming to Mahim .
From Budh Bazar I cut across to Moro Road shooting street pictures and reached the Marriammen Temple..I met Laxmi her family and Shilpa too they were not aware that I had posted over 900 pictures at Flickr.com of their procession and event. these are simple people low profile and not publicity hungry at all.
Shilpa I talked at end as her marks on her cheeks of the rod had healed , she told me she undertook the rod piercing ritual to ask the Devi to end her fathers ordeal , he was suffering from incurable chronic disease and TB too was in great pain and could not eat food only drank water.. for several months.
She prayed for her fathers death as it would end his unbearable pain.. Shilpa told me the day she pierced her cheeks that is Sunday was the day her father breathed his last he died peacefully the same day.. they had him cremated the following day after she had completed her ritual and her rod removed.
She was crying near the Marriammen Temple when she narrated this story to me and before she undertook the ritual she had dreamed she was piercing her cheeks ..
And the night I shot her with her rod in the mouth was a night of pain for me too...I wish I could have shot the removal of her rod at the Temple but I aborted this event halfway at 10 pm and returned home to Bandra this is the second lot I am uploading today.. pictures that were in the womb of my camera.
And while I talked with them at the temple I had no desire to shoot their pictures .. not even a single frame as testimony of my visit.. but I shot a lot of pictures as I walked from here in the hot scorching humid heat till my workplace and reached there in time by 3 pm...
I was totally drenched dehydrated but I did meet Mr Vikas Mohan at the appointed time..at my workplace.
Happy Birthday Ashok
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I would love to give you
so much so more
i told my home folk
also a facebook poke
but ashok
this barefeet poet
is always broke
his voice strangulated
by love before she left
she made me choke
luckily that one limb
did not get a stroke
from a nightmare
i awoke seminal
soliloquy
body mind soaked
blocked ignored
permission revoked
tell me ashok
why the is love
a riddle fuck a joke
god made women
to fuck menfolk
white and some egg yolk
the wrath of nemesis
fate invoked you
are lucky you dont drink
or smoke a rapier
edged sword your tongue
your wit god save
the asshole
whoever provokes
our own dear ashok
on his birthday
in the swimming pool
filled with champagne
doing breaststroke
raw human
totally uncloaked
Muslim Motherhood
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has always
been very good
it was in
most cases
the madrsa
the rogue mullah
destroyed
the soul of the child
with sectarian hate
as fast as
he could
suicide bombers
terrorism
was what he
understood
killing bombing
destroying
humanity
his face covered
in a hood
because of him
his dastardly deeds
Islam misunderstood
martyred motherhood
The Only Thing We Are Good At Is Producing Babies ..
The Only Thing We Are Good At Is Producing Babies .., originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
Our kids studying in a Catholic orphanage at Bandra rape a eight year old does not matter if the rapist does not know the basics of sex he has learnt enough from watching his peers and where were the Christian nuns fathers running the children's home.. when all this was happening..
Sometimes segregation as important too I think.. and this bit of new being a Bandraite hit me real hard..the greatest crimes unreported are committed in children's home everybody knows it but fuck who cares..
I Shoot Life On The Move ..Muslim Beggars Is My Main Menu
I Shoot Life On The Move ..Muslim Beggars Is My Main Menu, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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Now you want to know her story the woman in blue shawl, she lives produces children at the feet of the Khada Parsi.. while she is being screwed every night by a drunk husband Khada Parsi who is as fucked by fate as they are, turns his face away... though he knows all her children by name they have beautiful names too.. Ma Ke Laude , Madar Chod, Kute Ki Aulad , Chinal Chodi ka, Badhwe , and I can go on .. but than Khada Prasi is used to it all unless if they transplanted him gracefully to Cusrow Baugh his agony would end , but I am sure he wont like it he is part of our changing pathos ethos and pigeon shit..
I am sure he would not want to go to Malcolm Baugh too far away, or Dadar Parsi Colony.. too upper lip .. he prefers the Signal the over bridge and he loves watching Lalbagh Chya Raja being felicatated by the Byculla cops the Byculla firemen on his way to Duncan street felicitated by Muslims though Khada Parsi cant see that far..Phiroze Dastoor have yet to change the number on his existing glasses..
His long coat too has seen bad times it was made by Dean and Co.. once upon a time his mojdis were hand crafted by Dexter and Co..
Once many years back I had a car so I passed him frequently when I visited the Kamatipura flea market and Chor Bazar on Fridays.. but when bad times came I sold my car .. and hardly pass the Khada Parsi nowadays..
Though all in all after Keith Kanga Rayomand Framroze and Eruch Irani Khada Parsi is my only favorite bawa integral part of my own pathos poetry and blogs..
I cam imagine Bawa ladies asking for smelling salts when they Google Search for KhadaPrasi. I mean erect Parsi and finding..instead Muslim beggar ladies Madarchod and the rest I wont repeat..
So now you know why bloggers like me wont ever be featured in fucked Mumbai newspapers.
Ha Ha Happy Anti Tobacco day.. just dont stub this one out as yet..
And I Shoot The Beggars of Amchi Mumbai..
And for the beggar it is tough he pays hafta or pays a fine of Rs 1200.. but you cant extern him like a Bollywood Brat that easily.. he will be back.. you can remove him from Mumbai can you remove Mumbai from him.. Fuck You Cant
The Really Dont Care Whether It is Reliance Energy ot Tata Power
The Really Dont Care Whether It is Reliance Energy ot Tata Power, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
And I shot all this from a moving cab...moved me to some extent..so photographers shoot pictures I shoot blogs .. poetry blogs.
This Is Mumbai Also Known as Slumbai
When it was being built the authorities allegedly took bribes looked the other way now it is tough to get rid of them.. they have ration cards .. pan cards .. only nobody sends them greeting cards..
The Human Horse of Marriammen
With hooks in his back he will pull a van on the roads of Mahim till the finale at the Marriammen Temple Macchimar Colony where the rituals end..
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