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We Are Both Ex Holy Name High School Anil Shejale and Me

I Am What I Am

I Am What I Am, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. i got an antidote
i am friendly
with the crocodiles
beneath the moat
even more safer than
the man who pilots the boat
i am the Life the Resurrection
on my heart he wrote
i am the child of the wind
a sad musical note
i make love to
the butchers blade
i am what i am
a sacrificial goat
an incomplete poem
hidden in the pockets
of my tattered coat

i found god sitting with the beggars outside his house and gave them money ..to eat

Sometimes When I See The Opulence Of Gods House I Feel Sorry For The Homeless on the Streets

Sometimes When I See The Opulence Of Gods House I Feel Sorry For The Homeless on the Streets, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. wretched
hungry sick
under nourished
waiting for the
real jesus and
not the priest
to get them back
on their feet
the dirt the grime
the filth the stench
fetid surroundings
humidity and heat
come monsoon
heavy showers
drenched to the bone
in utter defeat
a plastic covering for
their emaciated bodies
serves as winding sheet
the cubans will finally
celebrate good Friday
a christan thought
a papal legacy complete
while the priest sits with his bowl
of porridge in the sacristy
the beggar has nothing to eat
no mother Theresa
no living saint ..
a poem on stilts
barefeet ..
truth bitter and sweet
fucked fate the beggar
could avoid but never cheat

Jesus Beckons The Beggar Poet...To Feed The Beggars At The Church

Anil Shejale Web Master Holy Name High School

Holy Name Cathedral Wodehouse Road Mumbai

Holy Name Cathedral Wodehouse Road Mumbai

The Cathedral Where God Lives As a Human Among Humanbeings

The Cathedral Where God Lives As a Human Among Humanbeings, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I have always been fascinated by the church as a child , a dreamer I saw dreams , wordless as I sat in the Cathedral of Holy Name Wodehouse Road , my recess time my lunch break bought me here ,perhaps this was the earliest grounding inspiration of my becoming a photographer a poet and a photo blogger ...much late in life as the major part of my lifes journey was consumed by chronic alcoholism

And I came and sat here since 1963 .. being a Shia Muslim did not deter me , I had taken up Catechism instead of Moral Science because my parents had faith in me and trusted their decisions , I was a Muslim but got the highest marks in Catechism and than as I came to higher class I reverted to Moral Science and luckily those days I would sit talk on religion with Fr Leslie Ratus Fr Stephen Narzareth both deceased .. and in all these years neither did the priests or the school ever try…

Good Friday..

Good Friday.., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Definition and etymology

Good Friday, called Feria VI in Parasceve in the Roman Missal, he hagia kai megale paraskeue (the Holy and Great Friday) in the Greek Liturgy, Holy Friday in Romance Languages, Charfreitag (Sorrowful Friday) in German, is the English designation of Friday in Holy Week — that is, the Friday on which the Church keeps the anniversary of the Crucifixion of Jesus Christ.

Parasceve, the Latin equivalent of paraskeue, preparation (i.e. the preparation that was made on the sixth day for the Sabbath; see Mark 15:42), came by metonymy to signify the day on which the preparation was made; but while the Greeks retained this use of the word as applied to every Friday, the Latins confined its application to one Friday. Irenaeus and Tertullian speak of Good Friday as the day of the Pasch; but later writers distinguish between the Pascha staurosimon (the passage to death), and the Pascha anastasimon (the passage …

Ambrose Dcruz Passed Out of Holy Name High School In 1963

Ambrose Dcruz Passed Out of Holy Name High School In 1963, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. 227,889 items / 1,907,001 views


He was waiting in the school quadrangle I had come for some work at Taj Wellington Mews Residency Apartments , and on completing of the same I walked to Holy Name Cathedral with the intention of shooting it , I took due permission from Fr Ceasar Parish Priest , he told me to wait for the evening Mass to get over so I came to my Alma Mater Holy Name High School still reverberating with Koli music and memories of first Lady Michelle Obama dance and President Obama dancing to her tune with both his left legs.

Ambrose told me had passed out from our school in 1963 I joined here in the same year when Bozo was the Principal..Ambrose was waiting to attend the Narcotics Anonymous meeting he gave me a booklet too..I gave him Rs 100 as my tribute to his love for life .

I called my friend Anil Shejale webmaster of my school, to give me company as I shot …

We Have A Government That Takes Care Of Its Own In The Time of Their Need

We Have A Government That Takes Care Of Its Own In The Time of Their Need, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Simply because they believe in Sai Baba .

Honor Killings

Honor Killings, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

An honor killing or honour killing[1] (also called a customary killing) is the killing of a member of a family or social group by other members, due to the belief of the perpetrators (and potentially the wider community) that the victim has brought dishonour upon the family or community. Honour killings are directed mostly against women and girls.

The perceived dishonor is normally the result of one of the following behaviors, or the suspicion of such behaviors: (a) dressing in a manner unacceptable to the family or community, (b) wanting to terminate or prevent an arranged marriage or desiring to marry by own choice, (c) engaging in heterosexual sexual acts outside marriage, or even due to a non-sexual relationship perceived as inappropriate, and (d) engaging in homosexual acts. Women and girls are killed at a much higher rate than men.

The United Nations Population Fund (UNFPA) esti…

Ram Navami Hardik Subhecha

Ram Navami Hardik Subhecha, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. About Ram Navami

Sri-Ramnavami is dedicated to the memory of Lord Rama. It occurs on the ninth day (navami) in month of Chiatra. The festival commemorates the birth of Ramawho is remembered for his preperous and righteous reign. Ramrajya (the reign of Rama) has become synonymous with a period of peace and prosperity. Mahatma Gandhi also used this term to describe how, according to him, India should be after independence.

Ramnavami occurs in the month of March or April. This year it is falling on Sun. 1st Apr.’12. Celebrations begin with a prayer to the Sun early in the morning. At midday, when Lord Rama is supposed to have been born, a special prayer is performed. In northern India especially, an event that draws popular participation is the Ramnavami procession. The main attraction in this procession is a gaily decorated chariot in which four persons are dressed up as Rama, his brotherLaxman, his queen Sita …

The Truth Behind The Garib Nagar Fire Will Never Be Known

The Truth Behind The Garib Nagar Fire Will Never Be Known, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. simply because mans life
inflammable is fire prone
what belongs to him
is not his own
everything burnt out
as the poor families
homeless moan and groan
god has forsaken them
the government has
forsaken them
hopeless in desolation
despair all alone
politicians who degrade
their humanity call
them outsiders
hearts of stone
Indian they are
flesh blood and bone
miserable in muted tone
will you burn your own house
a thought one cannot condone
even god is a terrorist
their fate all blown
what they reap
is not what they
had sown

Ek Putla Bane Nyara

Ek Putla Bane Nyara, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. shot by ashreen

lamba ucha
gol matol
hamare
mazloom
imam ka
hatyara
zalim
buzdil
atish
parast
nakara
yatim
lawaris
bechara
kazmain
ki galiyon main
phirta hai awara
usko angaron
main jalaya sara
sara imam hussain
ke katilon par beshumar
lanat shia lagate hain nara
navi ka din ham sab ko
hai pyara hussain
hamari ankhon ka tara
eid e zehara mubarak ho
ap sab se hamashe rahe
bhaicahara hussainiyat
zindabad yazidiyat murdabad
ek dukhiya ma ne
hame savara jisko chot lage
in jumlon se yahi hai
hamara ishara
hussain jeete
gandu yazid hara

The Municipal Commissioner Has Condemned Jesus To Death Again

The Municipal Commissioner Has Condemned Jesus To Death Again, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. found guilty
not because
of corruption
or scams
the circular
of death
the soul of
jesus slams
the noose
around him
clams
pontious pilate
of mumbai
has washed
his hands
jesus be damned
on the soul
of Christianity
an evil programme

She Made a Monkey Out Of Me .. And I Fell In Love With Her

Being White Is A Bigger Curse Sometimes

Being White Is A Bigger Curse Sometimes, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. on the soul
of the human body
a genetic crime
whiter than white
darker than grime
living in the gutters
living in slime
begging for a dime
on the soul of my poetry
a white bleeding rhyme
lost illusions
lost in the prime
sometimes
fair and lovely
is not so sublime
a karmic chaos
as the suns rays
hit the eyes each time
carrying a cross
for a lifetime
dreamless peace
at night time

The Myriad Moods of A Hijra Goddess

MY HIJRA PCTURES ARE NOT FOR PUBLIC VIEW ANYMORE

I began writing poems very recently and have no formal training ..words came spouting my angst through the street pictures I shot ..I wrote poems on Racism under the name of Love Poetry Hate Racism..and as Hubcab Shithead dedicated to an Australian racist shithead who was bent on taking my muti color ass at a white poetry site..where entry to dogs and Indians was reserved and restricted ..

I also wrote Bush poetry as my salutations to Bushism..a bird in the hand is better than a Bush in the White House....

I also wrote a genre called Hijra poetry .. that includes pictures of the eunuchs of India my Guru is Laxmi Narayan Tripathi.. hijra goddess and icon..

I wrote Shia poetry breing a  Shia myself and Jesus poetry a tribute to my upbringing in a Baptist school and later a Roman Catholic school Holy Name High School Convent Street


The Myriad Moods of A Hijra Goddess



i shot
blindfolded
with my
cyclopean
camera eye
a thought
she may deny
raw beau…