Monday, January 16, 2012

Wa Waila Sad Waila Ibne Zehra Wa Waila

Shia Bloggers Are Not Much Liked By The Mumbai Police

The Pain Pathos Poetry of a Shia Blogger

I Take a Coffee Break

I cannot shoot my own religion and faith thanks to Mumbai Police

Simply because of my bleeding having a valid Bandra Times Press Card I was stopped from climbing the police guest of honor place from where every year I take two aerial shots and it is ironical that I shoot
Lalbagh Chya Raja every year the Visarjan procession barefeet
I shoot Durga Visarjan
I shoot Gokul Ashtami
I shoot Pitru Paksh Banganga
I shoot all police related function at Bandra Police Station
I shoot the procession of 14 Stations of the Cross on Good Friday
I shot the train bomb blast I shot the Dadar bomb blast
I shoot the Gay Parade or Queer Azadi March every year
I have shot the Mahim Police Sandal of Makhdhoom Shah Babba

Through all these events I highlight the contribution of the Mumbai Police their selfless service their sacrifice and sometimes the Mumbai Police treats me like a piece of shit..

I dont shoot The Rich Mans Stabdard Chartered Marathon Race

Yes we bleed even our blood curses the bloodline of yazid

Our Wounds Are Much Deeper Than This

our wounds
on the soul of hussain
are much deeper
than this
yes we are shias
but with the enemies
of hussain
who are enemies
of humanity
we can never coexist
the hand of ahle bayt
also a fighting fist

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

Tandav on the Soul of Shimr Hindu Shias Dance of Death

My Kama Matam Chehlum Mumbai 2012

The Pain Pathos Poetry of a Beggar Poet of Mumbai

Most of the Pictures of this Lot Shot By My Son

Taziya Dar Hain Hum Shae Ke Ghamkar Hain Hum Maula Ke Azadar Hain Hum

Kash Main Bhi Hota Maidane Karbala Main

Karte Hain Matam Haram Abbas Ka Ho Gaya Marna Sitam Abbas Ka

kehti thi roh kar yeh ma seene main dil hain kahan.
ek he kadyal jawan dusra hai bezuban

Shah Ast Hussain Badshah Ast Hussain

an echo
of ya hussain
a crescendo loud
a mourning crowd
wearing shrouds
chehlum in mumbai
shias proud
bleeding skies
weeping clouds
in memory
of a noble head
died but never
hussain is
a strength

Habib and Me - We Document The Soul of Shiasm..

My Kama Matam- Chehlum in Mumbai 2012

Every year I cut my head during Ashura my pictures shot by Kim and Viola and Chehlum shot by my son..Ashura I did not get to cut my head with Habib Nassers Anjuman so I did not get a good dagger but Chehlum which was today I had a good dagger and leaping in the air I did my kama matam ritual Tandav on the Soul of Shimr .. that I call metaphorically Dance of Death.. of a Hindu Shia ..

My Chehlum is a very long set of the juloos or procession and later the events at Rehmatabad Shia cemetery..hardcore sword matam kama matam and zanjir mtam.

On the streets this evening were two guys from Kolkatta who cut them selves with a barbers Vastra ..and within seconds were bleeding like a leaking tap..later two guys joined in from Bihjar they slashed their chests horizontally from one end to the other end opening up the skin quite deep.. I have never seen this unique matam in my life.

My wound was deep and is still bleeding as I write this , Marziya Shakir my 4 year old grand daughter would have shot me at home when I returned but she was fast asleep and Nerjis Asif Shakir my 5 month old grand daughter watched me in awe.

This ritual is the heritage of our pain that we call Ghame Hussain , a personal expression of our angst and and our ancestry..I dont glorify nor proselytize or evangelize my a blogger I document it as a form of Shia way of life affecting adults kids equally with the same divine passion and poetry of pain.