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dear akhilesh in your young hands the pride glory hope humanity of uttar pradesh

oh god what the fuck

the common man was born to be fucked

You should not call people who work in other states beggars or you lose you creditibility and the elections

mere sundar sapna toot gaya ..main ghar banana chahti thi mera balam mujhse root gaya

Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye

Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Ek din sapno ka raahi chalaa jaaye sapno ke aage

Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye

khuda bhi aasmaan se jab zameen par dekhta hoga .. yeh maine kya banaye keh raha hoga

patta patta buta buta, hal hamara jane hai jane na jane, gul hee na jane, bag toh sara jane hai

when they built their house here it was called slums now it is prime land for politicians builders and sharks

Sabrina the Queen of Hearts

Sabrina the Queen of Hearts, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. a pin prick
she will bust
she is hot
she is sexy
she can be worst
with what she has
she will quench '
your thirst
only serving
those that
come first

a pond of sexuality 'where the soul gets immersed

mumbai is the crowning glory of india...rags to rices was born here

mumbai is the crowning glory of india...rags to rices was born here

my cosmic mind and the cosmic camera shoot the poetry of pain..like a wave that hits my vision again and again

street photography is mind over matter ...a single shot before it scatters

i shoot sleeping dogs slave driven cycles and moving handcarts

says the board at the cemetery...emigration check not required visa on arrival happy journey

all my pictures are shot from a moving cab..the street is a hedonistic lab flesh and flab