Friday, November 30, 2012

Abid Bhai My Humble Friend

Abid bhai Panter ,Kazim Sajjad Bhai Lutfi Brothers and Naqi Bhai along with Akthar Sab of Choti Bargah are my oldest Hydrabadi contats since 2003.

Abid bhai had come to Mumbai and I invited him to my house ..and Abid bhai takes care of Ashukhana Zehra and also accompanies the Bibi Ka Alam on the royal elephant adorned with precious gemstones.


My wife and I had stayed at Abid bhais house in Chehlum 2009 .. and I like his nature , he is totally low profile no spiritual arrogance and this time thanks to Ejaz photographer I shot over 15 memory cards this is my third one ..

Initially I shot all my images on Canon 60D bought extra memory cards and later shot with the Canon 7D .

And my laptop has no rest whatsoever ..I am missing my grand kids .. once they come I will try to spend more time with them.

My kama matam at Bargah was shot by Ejaz photographer and this is the first time in my life I shot Bibi ka Alam from Panje Shah to Chadar Ghat.

I did a lot of street shots too ..and other Ashukhanas .

And it is because of my friends at Choti Bargah I always felt at home..

I shot Darbare Hussaini and the slaughtering of the lambs here bu Hussain Dashtee 15 of them , he slaughtered one by one , giving them water to drink I think are my best slaughter pictures till date.

Beggars Stalk Me Wherever I Go

they know
i am the
only one
who shoots
their tattered
souls sorrow
muslim beggars
born today
gone tomorrow
allah ke nam
par do paisa do
lekin do paise
main kya hota
hai yeh toh
batao andhe
ki ankhon ka ilaj
do waqt ki roti
khao ya marjao
building grand
mosque madrsasa
buying fat goats
lambs dumbas
camel who cares
a shit for beggars
as a tear from her
eye begins to flow
on the soul
of humanity
soon to be wiped
away lose its
ethereal glow
if god is a friend
than man is a foe
a field of despair
together they plough

My Pitures Lose Their Continuity Because MTNL Broadband Crashes Most of the Time

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I shoot a story board , my pictures in a sequence as I shot them and Flikr up loader by nature is very slow and my Internet connection intermittent thanks to MTNL Broadband a Nightmare on demand , when I the uploads crash I have re upload them all over again thereby losing the fluidity of my shots.

Strangely a RGV Phenomenon my net shuts down every day at 8 am for a few minutes and again at 6 pm in the evening for 20 minutes ..this has been going on for several months for the 6pm slot and several years for the 8 am slot.

And they cant find the fault...

And I have been very busy on my return from Hyderabad ..my work most of all ..

My legs ache because of the long hours of shooting at Hyderabad and I have several cards to upload Choti Bargah Badi Bargah and the Bibi Ka Alam segment.

So this is the story of my life .. I have stopped shooting pictures since the time I returned from Hyderabad.

“Falak pe chand Muharram ka ho gaya zahir, Janab e Fatima Zehra (s.a) ko ye batana hai; Tumharay Laal ke hum sogwar hen Bibi, Tumharay zakhm pe marham humen lagana hai.”

Shooting Moharam in Hyderabad After A Gap of 3 Years

To Be A Father With The Ideal of Hussain ...

Photography is Poetry .. If You Compose it as a Poem

The Nawabs of Hussaini Koti

How Intense Is The Love of Imam Hussain You Can See From This Picture


This Shia child stood on a wall unafraid and undisturbed doing his matam , beating his chest as the noha reciter .. continued with his painful elegy..



karte the ro ro ke hazrat bayan
tod gaye meri kamar bhaijan

roti hain khaime main sakina waha
sote ho abbas zamin par yaha

arey lash uthaega kaun
shere jawan mar gaya

arey qabr banayega kaun
shere jawan mar gaya

arey hamko sambhalega kaun
shere e jawan mar gaya

todo na gurbat main meri utho
utho hussain aya hai abbas utho

rota hai mazloom basat yat utho
utho bas ab ghar main chalo bhaijan


are kaun khabar le meri
shere jawan mar gaya

hai meri bekasi
shere jawan mar gaya

chalti hai dil par churi
shere jawan mar gaya

kya huwa sakke sakina ko aaa
kisne kiya mera bhar ghar taba
kya huwi abbas biradar ki chaha
ab gayi woh pyar ki batein kaha

aye mar gaya akbar pisar
shere jawan mar gaya

tham lo meri qamar
shere jawan mar gaya

arey lut gaya bekas ka ghar
shere jawan mar gaya

kuvate bazoo mera kya ho gaya
zeenate pehloo mera kya ho gaya
aashikedil yoo mere kya ho gaya
kya huwa afsos mera qadradan

It Is Not Easy Shooting Shiasm Moharam..In India.

This is a very long series I shot standing in a tempo of the Nohakar reciters , sadly in Shia society it is the video photographer who gets access to shoot what he is shooting , and mostly he might be doing it as an assignment or professionally.

Bloggers or still photographers I hate to say it are treated like piece of shit , we are never respected , and I speak through experience , we are hardly given space ..And that is the saddest part of Documenting Shiasm anywhere in India.

I dont know why Shias are media shy , why they do not make a enclosure encourage photographers local as well as our guests from abroad and it is nothing but Tablikke Hussain , but than who can argue with decadent regressive minds among the Shia elders... and the few arrogant Shia brats misguided youth that bully seniors like us .. for doing what they wont ever do spreading the Message of Peace of Imam Hussains ultimate sacrifice at Karbala.


And I shoot pain , I shoot blood and gore , I take my chances I shoot lying on the floor as the sword blade and the zanjir blades fly around me.. but I shoot light moments of Shia ethos children etc.

I desist from shooting majlis or sozkhani as it is the same thing and video is the right medium to shoot this aspect .. I dont shoot videos.

I sometimes am pained that never at any given time did Imam Hussain lose his head or was rude curt or ever humiliated his opponent so I wonder why Shias get upset or try to be abusive .. I faced this at Zainabia Mumbai and decided never to ever shoot Moharam in Mumbai.. ..

I dont sell my pictures .. does anyone really buy pictures of bleeding backs heads or children.. I never found anyone ..people of the world dont like pain , and some have told me I glorify self affliction but it is our Protest our personal angst and freedom of Expression.

So shooting Moharam is painstaking , in my case it is my camera my time my money my passion and I shoot all this for the Non Shias Non Muslims a lot of my foreigner friends .. and I am happy that they now come to India during Moharam and shoot it along with me .

This year I told them I would not be in Mumbai but Hyderabad and I shot this entire series from 8 Moharam to Ashura both at Badi Bargah and following the Bibi Ka Alam from Panje Shah till haddar Ghat , which has got them all exited and they want to shoot it next year.

I respect all religion I shoot all religion or I would not be right if I merely lip synced Hussain is Humanity ..

I began my Moharam series with the Guru Nanak GuruPurab that I shot while at Afzalgunj waiting for my Mumbai bus that was diverted from here to Nampally and finally I caught it from the highway...So I respect my neighbors religion after all we share the love of the same country his faith is my cultural inheritance too.

My friend Dr Glenn Losack in New York is envious of my Moharam in Hyderabad pictures , and if God gave him wings he would fly to shoot this with me , he is my grand daughter Marziya Shakir 5 year olds photo guru..she learnt to shoot from him and Viola from Denmark. My grand daughter shoots on Canon 7D ..

Nerjis Asif Shakir 16 month old shoots on the Canon 60D .. while I hold the camera for her .. so the camera in my house is the driving force of compassion devotion love for humanity.

My wife is a great shot hates photography, my sons can shoot .. everyone in my house an shoot on the DSLR.. .

So I think Shia parents must encourage photography so great moments of Ghame Hussain can be shared and people understand our ethos ...

Thursday, November 29, 2012

8 Moharam Hussaini Koti 2012

I Am A Malang



the flesh is weak
the soul not young
diabetic denials
sugar not welcome
hopes demystifying
as manure like dung
dreams tattered
stained bleeding
on the clothesline
of illusions hung
adler freud jung
breaking barriers
of religiosity race
caste creed
nade ali ..kale
kapde kala rang
siskiyon aur sason
ki akhri jung
na koie chahat
na koie umang
dam madar
beda par
ali ka ghulam
ali ka malang
zindagi mayoos
mere khawabon
se hogai tang

All Know I Am Lucky To Have The Parents I Had

Pasha Bhai And The Barefeet Blogger of Mumbai

The Black Sea Of Shiasm On The Banks of Ghame Hussain

Complete Education For The Girl Child .. A Jihad Incomplete ..

It Is Because Of Our Mothers Our Heritage of Humanity Is Alive

The Muslims Dressed In Black Are The Shias.. They Are Mourning For The Brutally Murdered Grandson of The Holy Prophet PBUH

Ejaz Photographer ... His Support Meant A Lot To Me In Hyderbad

Main In Bachhon Se Kuch Hasil Karke Ata Hoon,,

8 Moharam Hussaini Koti 2012

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Nawab Ghazanfar Jung And The Barefeet Blogger of MumbaiJis Ki Rago’n Mein Aatish-E-Badr-O-Hunain Hai Us Soorma Ka Isme Girami Hussain Hai. . .Nawabs of Hussaini Koti8 Moharam Hussaini Koti8 Moharam Hussaini Koti 20128 Moharam Hussaini Koti 2012
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I Use My Camera As An Instrument Of Peace



my world
of ali
malangs
cosmic peace
your wealth
your fame
your gain
i want none
of these
my god
is the god
of the poor
the beggar
the homeless
the hopeless
is a god i please
this world
an illusion
muslim killing
muslim infected
by a sectarian
disease worse
than a madness
like rabies
with your
worldly dreams
a dam madar malang
i am not at ease
your love your
affection
my only fees
carrying her
kerchief
i came
to hyderabad
to store your tears
as images
of your emotional
angst pain
leaving my imprint
on your dahleez
a beggar poet
a speck of dirt
nacheez
siwae ghame
hussain
zindagi main
kuch nahi azeez
sada salamat
rahein maula
ke sadke main
apke bachhe
apki virasat
adab tehzeeb

Zindagi Ek Jung Ali Ke Malang

Nawab Ghazanfar Jung And The Barefeet Blogger of Mumbai

8 Moharam Majlis At Hussaini Koti Hyderabad 2012

Zainab e Hazi neman Khwahra Khuda Hafiz Man Kai bi Alamdaram bai mueen bai yaram Az hayat bai zaaram Khwahara Khoda Hafez

Being A Lucknow Born.. I Find My Lost Childhood In Hyderabad


I may have lived for a few month as a child in Lucknow .. my upbringing has been in Mumbai but my maternal grandmother Nazmi Begum widow of Daroga Nabban Saab descendant of poet Mir Anis instilled values touched the poetry of my life.

My grand mother Nazmi Begum is buried in an unmarked grave at Malka Jahan Cemetery .Lucknow .
My grandfather Daroga Nabban Saab in an unmarked grave at Gufr Map Lucknow

I Shut my Facebook Account ,, Targeted Shia Harassment

27 May 2018 As a Shia I am targeted even  by  Sufis Sufism that  I promoted vigorously as a Malang .. I have renounced my Malang...