a beggars bowl
on her stomach
a heavy log
on her chest
fuck compassion
fuck sanctimonious
sympathy beg beg
beg no rest
you lucky guys
your lucky boards
of happiness
be my guest
on pinterest
a beggar poet
just flew
over the
cuckoos nest
They were 5 kids a mother and a father with reserved tickets but they slept near the doors and the TC never came in the compartment from the time it left Ajmer till it reached Bandra Terminus.
And they call this fucked train Ajmer Bandra Terminus special ..for the pilgrims .
The worst customer unfriendly transport service in India is the Indian Railways , they issue tickets even when there is no space in the train, while travelling from Ajmer to Bandra my waiting list was 457 it got stuck at 251 and I requested a few people to accommodate me till I met the Ticket Collector but there was no TC nor Railways cops this entire bogey was packed with people with or without valid ticket or no ticket.
One of the Miya guys took a panga with a military guy and at the next stop his battalion came in and drove the ruffians out.
The bathroom was inaccessible as every place was taken away by the unruly passengers , I shot pictures of a guy sitting comfortably with all his stuff in the western style toilet..
There was no water in the toilet and it is a crying shame Indian Railways is either famous for uncalled for accidents or complete apathy during any pilgrimage.
The Indian Railways minister should travel incognito on these trains he will know what the Indian traveller or even backpacker from foreign countries has to go through.
A pilgrim must be given comfort and the Pilgrimage to Ajmer Sharif is no ordinary pilgrimage but because it is a pilgrimage by the poor predominantly and Muslims the authorities take a light view..Let the fucker suffer they say to themselves.
I slept on the train floor and I think it was a journey that began well ended well despite the hardships sufferings and pain, imagine now the plight of children young mothers senior citizens in this fucked train..
Indian Railways is hard of hearing has no sympathy a wooden heart like their beg bug infested coaches in the train.
I have more pictures of Ajmer a card full of pictures of my Hijra Guru Laxmi Narayan Tripathi , and another card of my short trip to Pushkar that I shall post eventually.'.
When I returned home both Marziya Shakir and Nerjis Asif Shakir were way in Lucknow so it was Zaira Saif Shakir who greeted me .
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I have removed all my hijra pictures my hijra blogs my hijra poetry because of this lady called Nirma who is blatantly unafraid showcasing hijra pictures shot by me without my explicit permission , without a link back to my pictures , I warned her but she has blocked me so I cant send her further messages I request you to report Abuse and send her a message to remove my pictures .. till she does not remove my pictures I will not open my hijra sets to the public nor will I show the pictures of the hijras in Ajmer shot this year 2012.
Flickr Customer care and Yahoo Copyright have done nothing to protect my images a faulty spaceball tool that anyone can breach.. Flickr wants to go global it has to protect infringment of our copyright , this is what would make it trustworthy and Flickr no doubt is one of the best mangement sites in the world.
I have no personal issue I follow Flickr Rules Regulations I am a Pro member I seek justice from Flickr management
I have over 235000 images at my photostream I dont sell my pictures but I am a photo journalist showcasing culture rituals traditions of my country India..
I dont upload my original pictures anywhere but Flickr.. I am a Flickr pro member since 10 June 2007
And I am deeply hurt..
my hijra pictures stolen by nirma
i have aready informed the cyber cell she is misusing my pictures to solicit sex run a hijra prostitution den make boys into hijras
www.flickr.com/photos/nirma_hijra_of_kpk/6053688213/in/se...
because this lady has stolen my hijra pictures you wont see my hijra pictures anymore at flickr .com
All the beautiful hijras of Delhi took to the streets dancing towards the path that led to the Holy Shrine to place the Chaddar to the Holy Saint Khwajah Garib Nawaz..
This was a sandal of the Delhi hijras I was lucky to shoot and my feet burnt as I was barefeet..and this and I shot another card of 16 GB of the hijra fun and frivolity.
The crowds cause a stampede everyone wanting to shoot the pretty hijras on their mobile phones luckily Marc and I were the only two using DSLR cameras.
And these are the best pictures I have shot of the hijra community .. I did not shoot or go overboard I had limited memory cards so I shot selectively..because shooting the hijras is shooting a running stream of volatile human emotions.
I missed Nisha , Khushi Simran and Heena but I met new hijra faces , and Marc shot me and my hijra guru Laxmi Narayan Tripathi together when the hijras took a break from the sandal dance in a friends hotel room.
I missed Gopal haji Babita and their foster child Nandini a eunuch by birth.
As I spent a day in Pushkar and sometime climbing the Taragadh mountains to be with my Dam Madar Malang brothers I had very little time on hand to shoot hijras.
