Saturday, April 28, 2012

The Beggar Poet Has a Crooked Nose ..

he shoots
pain suffering
all up close
the filth
the stench
the trampled
rose a molten
river of remorse
vultures and crows
rich fucked people
with pinched eyebrows
a melodrama of
morbidity a heavy
dose stilted words
as it flows wilted woes
the flesh was willing
rows and rows
legs spread
in climactic throes
clitoral chaos
the whorish soul
in repose

The Common Man Has Lost All His Savings..Gone Broke

totally
bankrupt
heart soul
choked
gand pe bajta
hai din bhar dhol
in his pockets
very big hole
all his money
a corrupt neta
a corrupt system
stole everywhere
jhol hi jhol
anna hazara
kuch toh bol

The Dhobi..From Dhobi Talao

is now planning
to go back to his gaon
a new uttar pradesh
no building statues
of madame no building
parks in every town
no big fat sloppy
elephants totally
trounced
the poor man is smiling
rozi roti makan
haryali and chaon

Will Flickr Create a Button That Will Cross Blog My Stuff Directly to Google+

The poor man will never ride across this bridge it was made for rich people by the rich people of the rich people of my state

This Holy Shrine Gave Me What I Did Not Ask.. My New Job



Fakhruddin Shah Baba of Mahim..

I had my own shop I lost all I had made .. so I had no option to work pay of my creditors and start life afresh.. I miss my freedom but I respect my self respect more than my freedom.....for me now it is payback time ,..

Than I have decided to renounce material life and become a beggar ...a fakir..once I have completed my obligations .. my responsibilities ...overcome my liabilities ..

This Holy Shrine Gave Me What I Did Not Ask.. My New Job

Fakhruddin Shah Baba of Mahim..

I had my own shop I lost all I had made .. so I had no option to work pay of my creditors and start life afresh.. I miss my freedom but I respect my self respect more than my freedom.....for me now it is payback time ,..

Than I have decided to renounce material life and become a beggar ...a fakir..once I have completed my obligations .. my responsibilities ...overcome my liabilities ..

We are Dream Merchants We Sell Fashion And Style

we were waiting for a bus to take us to the next destination ..

The Brioni Masterpiece Silk And Wool Hand Stitched Suit

Most Lovers In Mumbai.. Have One Motto Fuck And Forget

First It was The Wifely Hug Than The Strangulation Starts ..On The Long Drive of Life

Siddhivinayak Temple, Mumbai

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

The Shree Siddhivinayak Ganapati Mandir (Marathi:श्री सिद्धिविनायक गणपती मंदिर) is a Hindu temple dedicated to Ganesh. It is located in Prabhadevi, Mumbai, Maharashtra. It was originally built by Laxman Vithu and Deubai Patil on November 19, 1801. Though it is one of the richest temples in Mumbai, the current generation of Patil is staying in state of despair near the temple.[1]
The temple has a small mandap (hall) with the shrine for Siddhi Vinayak ("Ganesh who grants your wish"). The wooden doors to the sanctum are carved with images of the Ashtavinayak (the eight manifestations of Ganesh in Maharashtra). The inner roof of the sanctum is plated with gold, and the central statue is of Ganesh. In the periphery, there is a Hanuman temple as well.

The Siddhivinayak Mandir evolved from a small, tiny place of worship to the Grand Temple that stands today in the later half of the twentieth century.[citation needed] Temple glory was bought not only by the politicians who frequented the temple but also Bollywood film stars who continuously visit to seek the blessings of Lord Ganesha.
Siddhivinayak is well known as “Navasacha Ganapati” or “Navasala Pavanara Ganapati” ('Ganapati bestows whenever humbly genuinely prayed a wish' in Marathi) among devotees.
[edit]History

Consecrated on 19 November 1801, the original structure of the Siddhivinayak Temple was a small 3.6 m x 3.6 m square brick structure with a dome-shaped brick sikhara. The temple was built by the contractor Laxman Vithu Patil. The building was funded by a rich Agri woman named Deubai Patil. Childless, Deaubai built the temple so that the Lord should grant children to other barren women. Ramakrishna Jambhekar Maharaj, a disciple of the Hindu saint Akkalkot Swami Samarth, buried two divine idols in the front of the presiding deity of the temple on the orders on his guru. As prophesied by Swami Samarth, after 21 years after the burial of the icons, a mandar tree grew at that spot with a svayambhu Ganesha in its branches.
The 2550 sq m temple complex had two 3.6 m Deepamalas, a rest house and living quarters for the caretaker. It had an adjoining lake 30 x 40 sq. m. in size on the eastern and southern side of the temple. The lake, dug by Nardulla in the early 19th century to counter the scarcity of water, was filled up in the later years and the land is now not part of the temple complex. Around 1952, a small Hanuman shrine was built in the temple complex for the Hanuman icon that was found during the road extension project of Sayani Road near Elphinstone Road. In the 1950s and 60s, the fame of the temple spread and a significant number of devotees began visiting. However, in the same period, the owner of the plot sold some of the temple land, reducing the complex area. After 1975, the number of devotees increased dramatically.[2]
[edit]Controversy

The Siddhivinayak temple receives donations of around Rupee 100-150 million every year, which makes it Mumbai city's richest temple trust.[3] In 2004, the Siddhivinayak Ganpati Temple Trust, which operates the temple, was accused of mismanaging donations. Consequently the Bombay High Court appointed a committee headed by retired judge V P Tipnis to scrutinize the trust's donations and probe the allegations.[3] The committee reported that, "The most shocking aspect of the matter is that there is no method or principle followed for particular institutions. The only criteria for selection was recommendation or reference by trustees or the minister or a political heavy-weight, generally belonging to ruling party".[4]
In 2006 the Bombay High Court directed the state government, the Siddhivinayak Temple Trust and the petitioner Keval Semlani to prepare "suggestive guidelines" for using the temple's trust funds.[5]

We Live In Different Worlds But On Google+ We Come Create Hope

This is my humble tribute to those who have made a world of peace on Google +..we meet we connect we bond ..we comment we plus some great thought provoking stuff art photography poetry..some of us quarrel, some love to bully , but all in all this is an oasis of fertile minds ..fecund fruitful interactions , passion pathos live and kindly.. a good place to hang out..

Adding me or one of my friends on Google+ is adding a new dimension of creativity , without conceit..

But let me warn you this is not Facebook,,, you wont find a crumbling wall.. no pokes .. just thoughtful gestures of warmth good karma understanding..

Om Mani Padme Hoon

boss you smoke cuban cigars you drink premium scotch you bang the best whores yet you cant spare a few coins for me

To Jack My Google +Friend

Akbar Bhai of Something Special

The Street Photographers From Bandra

My Grand Children Give Me A Reason To Live .. Or I Would Have Died a Long Time Back

The Essence of Street Photographers Lies in Humility ...

Two Malangs and The Youngest Street Photographer of Mumbai

Nerjis Asif Shakir 9 month old aka Google+kid is a Malang like me... we read each other , we understand each other , through the path that leads from her mind to my mind and vice versa..

Marziya Shakir 4 is not a Malang , its about attitude of mind bodylanguage and more ...

In our house even Jesus lives among the two Malangs ... he is part of our ethos ...he looks like a Malang in more ways than one ..

And the silver Jesus stick has been part of my spiritual arsenal.. it heals and you dont have to believe this if you are a skeptic..

I carry it to most places it goes into hibernation during Moharam , than it remains in my drawer ,out comes the dagger that will cut my head in memory of Imam Hussain.. my patron Saint here and in the hereafter.

Both my two tiny ones Nerjis Asif Shakir and Zaira Saif Shakir have their backs scourged by me with sharp blades , Marziya uses the dagger without flinching a bit ..yes we are Shias of Imam Ali..

I am affilated to a Sufi sect of Dam Madar Malangs I shall refuel my pledge to my Guru Peer Masoumi Ali Baba of Gwalior at Ajmer Sharif this year I shall go to Ajmer without shoes or footwear ...

Reconnect with the Rafaees , the Malangs The Hijra Bawas the eunuchs and above all the beggars with whom I break bread ..

The money I earn as a beggar goes to more greater beggars than me..

I live with a very kind holy scholar Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 a lover of Ahle Bayt my patron my guide and mentor in Sufism as a way of Life ...in terms of morality , my spirituality is hardcore Shia..

Lalbaugh Chya Raja Mukut Darshan 2019

I am perhaps the only Muslim shooting Lalbaugh Chya Raja for over 20 years or more ,,thanks to Mr Sudhir Salvi head honcho of the Mandal.....