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I Bow To My Peer ..Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan

Syed Rafiq Ali Baba Masoomi Dam Madar Malang

Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan My Peer Mentor And Spiritual Guide

Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan My Peer Mentor And Spiritual Guide, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. The Malangs have dread heads about 30 feet in length .. they keep their dreads hidden from public.. I was lucky to shoot Syed Rafiq Ali Baba when he showed me his dreads first time in many years.

Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan My Peer Mentor And Spiritual Guide

Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan My Peer Mentor And Spiritual Guide, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I had known Peer Sayed Masoom Ali Shah Baba Malang Madari Asqan since many years , we were attracted to each other as human elements diverse and unique..I never imagined I would one day be initiated by him as a Dam madar Malang..

And it happened because a white man , wanted to become a Dam Madar Malang , he sought my advise and before he became a Malang I becama a Dam madar Malang too..

My friend is the humble prolific photographer documentarist Marc De Clercq .. from Ghent Belgium..

We are now Malang brothers and we speak in silence , he is younger than me but I am a student of photography as he is a master in his filed he shoots on Leica and Medium format on film..

He shoots and you wont know he is shooting you , he becomes a part of the backdrop and I cant be like him I stand out like a sore thumb among my own people .. but I am evolving I shoot an…

yeh kya jadu kiya mere khwajah tumne zamane par ...

through bits of sleep we learn the essence of death..

i saw shiva at ajmer ..if you close your eyes god is everywhere

the story of life ...dreaming palaces within ruins

Tumhari Ek Karam Ki Nazar Garib Nawaz ...Lete Hi Nam Khwajah Ka Tufan Hat Gaya

Tumhari Ek Karam Ki Nazar Garib Nawaz ...Lete Hi Nam Khwajah Ka Tufan Hat Gaya, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Lete Hi Nam Khwajah Ka Tufan Hat Gaya

Lete Hi Nam Khwajah Ka Tufan Hat Gaya

Kashti main ake samandar simat gaya

Mere Khwajah ka Karam hai

Mere Khwajah ka Karam hai

Mere Khwajah ka Karam hai

Kodak Moment ..

The Eyes of Faith .. Follower of Ahle Bayth

Ajmer City

Ajmer City, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Ajmer (pronounced [ədʒmeːr] ( listen)) is the 5th largest city in Rajasthan and is the centre of the eponymous Ajmer District. Ajmer has a population of around 800,000 (2011 census), and is located 135 kilometres (84 mi) west of Jaipur, the state capital, 274 km from Udaipur, 439 km from Jaisalmer, and 391 km from Delhi.
Ajmer is surrounded by the Aravalli Mountains. It is a pilgrimage centre for the shrine of the Sufi Saint Khwaja Moinuddin Chishti and is also the base for visiting Pushkar (11 km), an ancient Hindu pilgrimage city, famous for the temple of Brahma.
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Main article: Ajmer region


Jahangir receives Prince Khurram at Ajmer on his return from the Mewar campaign
Ajmer (Sansk…

Thank You For The Discomfort Pain ..And Poor Facilities .. Honchos of Indian Railways

The Indian Railways Have No Respect For The Followers of Gharib Nawaz,..

The Indian Railways Have No Respect For The Followers of Gharib Nawaz,.., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

And this is a fact , no facilities , people sleeping on platforms , and yet the pilgrim suffers without complaining for Khwajah Moinuddin Chishty the Holy Saint calls them , gives them hope wings and for them this is the greatest gift..

There is filth all around and as a human photographer who documents this pilgrimage a photographer who is a beggar himself it would hurt me .. I walked barefeet this is my respect for the Holy city of Ajmer ..

I lived with beggars , I stayed in the mountains with the Malangs and I shot human emotions my pictures are dark dreary I shot pain I shot broken man fragmented man trying to be whole with a little help from the Holy Saint.

As a poet I shot the poetry of faith endurance .. and I shot this with tears running down my cheek like a stream searching for solace.

Yes my pictures will be mostly talking to you in slithering silence o…

The Poor Of India .. Live On Polluted Air And Faith In God

I Arrive at Moti Katla Hijra Haven..Ajmer

I Arrive at Moti Katla Hijra Haven..Ajmer, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Every year I came as a beggar and barefeet to Ajmer Sharif a ramshackle bag held my clothes but this year my wife bought me a VIP high end suitcase because she felt that I should not compromise on the safety of my camera ... however I left my Canon camera EOS 60 D in my stachel.. I had nothing expensive on my person..

I bought a lot of fabrics for my host Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra no 6 .. the Malang dress that I wore for a single day I gifted to Rafik Bhai Baba right hand of my Dam Madar Malang head and Peer Baba Masoomi of Gawalior.

The cycle ricksha guy was happy to pose with me I carried my Malang silver wooden stick.. but nobody messed with me .. I dont need a stick to drive home a point..

I shot a lot of hijras but not many hijras turned up at his Urus as a lot of Hijra heads had died in a fire in Delhi so the hijras were in mourning...

A little away from the vegetable market of Moti Ka…

Yes I Am As Close To The Hijras As My Breath To My Life

Yes I Am As Close To The Hijras As My Breath To My Life, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Fuck

I dont need
a camera to
shoot
the restless
angst of
the hijras
of india
you out there
could rob my hijra
pictures but shoot
pictures like me
you mother fucking
lazy scumbag
you cross dessing sapna
you fucked identity stealer raveena
you fucked thieves on Flickr.com
as a dam madar malang
i curse you may you suffer
all along..for doing me wrong


This hijra is mute deaf dumb but more intelligent and human.. I shot her extensively in the train and at Moti Katla she is chela of my Guru Godmother Ma Madhurima..

I Found India ...In The Hope of the Poor

The Common Man Has a Dream He Shares It With Me I Share It With You

The First Early Morning Common Mans Snan

The Common Man Of India Faces The Brunt of All Strikes

Demolitions/ First They Turn The Other Eye While You Illegally Built

Demolitions/ First They Turn The Other Eye While You Illegally Built, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. corruption
bribery
scams
have
destroyed
our nation
to the hilt
but hope
will not wilt
this great
nation
was built
on the sacrifice
of our good
leaders
blood they
spilt
martyred
but they
would not bend
bow or tilt
to the aggressor
who robbed
us now shamed
with guilt
unborn young hands
this great nation
will rebuild

Man Kunto Maula

Man Kunto Maula, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. shaah-e-mardaaN
sher-e-yazdaaN
quvvat-e-parvardigaar
laa fataa illaa Ali
laa saif illaa zulfiqaar

King of the brave,
lion of God,
[and] strength of God.
There is no one like Ali [and]
there is no sword like Zulfiqaar*.

* Zulfiqaar was the sword of Ali presented to him by Muhammad.

Ali imaam-e-manasto manam Ghulaam-e-Ali
hazaar jaan-e-giraamii fidaa-e-naam-e-Ali

Ali is the master of all, I am the slave of Ali
thousands life are to be sacrificed for Ali.

man kunto maulaa
fa haaza Aliun maulaa

To whom I am the master
Ali is the master.

Note: A famous tradition (hadith) of Prophet Muhammad. Ali was his cousin and son-in-law.

daaraa dil daaraa dil daar-e-daanii
tum tum taa naa naa naanaa, naanaa naanaa re
yaalaalii yaalaalii yaalaa, yaalaa yaalaa

Mystical chants sung by Sufis without any specific meaning.

In some versions, Nusrat has also recited the following stanza:

Ali shaah-e-mardaaN imaamun kabiiraa
ke baadasht nabii shud bashirush naziiraa

Ali…

Haq Ali Ali Mula Ali Ali

Haq Ali Ali Mula Ali Ali, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Haq Ali Ali Haq

Aaa (Sufi Chants)

Ali Imam Manasto Manam Ghulam E Ali
Hazaar Jaan E Girami Fida E Naam E Ali

Haiderium Qalndaram Mastam
Banda-E-Murtaza Ali Haastam
Paishwa-E-Tamaam Rinda Nam
Ke Sagay Koo E Shair E Yazdanam

Kabhi Deewar Hilti Hai, Kabhi Dar Kaanp Jata Hai
Ali Ka Naam Sun Ker Ub Bhi Khaiber Kaanp Jata Hai

Shah E Mardaan E Ali
Ali Ali, Ali Ali, Ali Ali, Aliii Aliii
Ali Ali Ali Ali, Ali Ali, Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali...
Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Alii

Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Aaa Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali

Jab Jaan Tan Say Nikle Lab Per Mere Yeh He Hoga
Alii Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Aaa Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Ali Maula Ali, Ali Maula Ali

Japle Japle Re Manwa
Yehi Naam Sacha Hai Pyaare
Yehi Naam Tere Sub Dukh Taale
Isi Naam Ki Barkat Ne Diyeh Raaz-E-Haqiqat Khol

Tu Bhi Kar Ali, Ali Maula Ali
Aaa Alii Ali …

the one leg beggar and the two leg pain

The Builders Politicians Love Salt .. Builders Dreams Even God Cant Halt

The Salt Pans Are Fighting A Losing Battle For Survival

i try to shoot gods world ...through the misty eye of my camera

in a dogs world all dogs are equal.. fuck caste color or creed .. fuck lust and greed

in a dogs world all dogs are equal.. fuck caste color or creed .. fuck lust and greed, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. fuck
the pampered
man made pedigreed
dogs bark bite but
wont bite or spite
the hand that feeds
dogs are better
than humanbeings
simple wants
simpler needs
dogs are gods
in reverse
if within my words
you know what to read

dedicated to danny b

The Canon Shoots The Fucked Up Walls of Mans Soul

Street Photography Is Shooting The Downtrodden Soul of Man

Street Photography Is Shooting The Downtrodden Soul of Man, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Most of the pictures were shot from the train window and among my street subjects the boot polish guy attracts me the most, addicted to boot polish most of them are in bad shape and every time a shoe hits their face and they add shine to it..

She Sent Back All My Love Poems

She Sent Back All My Love Poems, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. she said
she was
sick tired
of reading
the same lyrical
shit over and again
love one sided
focused on a
beggar poets
imaginary pain
testicular turpitude
tied in heavy metal
chains but i tried
hard to explain
those early showers
stolen meetings
heavy rains choked
gutters of my poetic drain
my pathos my passion
my fucked up pain
she missed the bus
i missed the train

It Was The Hijras Wish That God Fulfilled Through Me

It Was The Hijras Wish That God Fulfilled Through Me, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I shoot hijras with my eyes closed ..
from the spectral light of my soul
the mother of all metaphors the
beginning the source .. hijra angst
restless in ruminative repose
god gave me a gift as the hijra posed
on the soul of humanity his pain
his poetry his pathos I exposed
like a stream over jagged rocks
of life's tough terrain it flows

My Story Of The Ajmer Urus 2012 Began With The Blessings of The Greatest Hijra Guru Ma Madhurima

My Story Of The Ajmer Urus 2012 Began With The Blessings of The Greatest Hijra Guru Ma Madhurima, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I had decided this trip to Ajmer Urus 2012 I would only wear black the dress code of Dam Madar Malang the Sufi Order of humble servants of God..

Mast Malangs Malangs of Ali Dam Dam Mast Qalandar.

So I did not carry saffron or any other color save my leopard print. and all black color palette ..

When I reached Bandra Terminus I met Ma Madhurima and her hijra chelas or disciples I shot a lot of pictures , the public wont see them.. as I have them private for friends on Flickr.

This is my protest to those who robbed my hijras pictures at Flickr.com and also robbed the identity of my pretty hijra friends .. so now they can go fuck themselves they wont see my pictures anymore.


So Hijras at Ajmer 2012 ... is blank space ...


And I shot hijras eunuchs eunuch children , and I did not scrounge but than I had no more memory card left..