is only a few days away when good folks will buy our national flag show they love the country and than the following day throw it away ...scams corruption has now found its way ..into the very soul of the heartbeat of our nation by the way ..one cheats frauds the nation the taxpayer has to pay.. the only people who ever got rich overnight are the political leaders i must say...money tucked faraway ..changing the surface potholes in our political system a thought gone astray.. heads made of molten brass feet made of clay ...
Monday, August 6, 2012
Dried Blood Flakes
as the blood flows
the earth shakes
hussain is humanity
every day is ashura
every land is karbala
the soul whispers
the heart aches
our pain their
original sin
their sanctimoniousness
all fake
with the chant
of blood
we keep their
dead consciousness
awake
kill us
persecute us
burn us
at the stake
ghame hussain
the history of pain
we narrate
every moharam
hussain we
wont forsake
our blood
reminds
yazids
of the modern
world
of a guilt
horrendous
mistake
tears
translucent
glistening
up close
on the
uptake
as they
watch us
with faces
bewildered
opaque
Zindagi ...Kaisi Hai Paheli, Haaye Kabhi To Hansaaye Kabhi Ye Rulaaye Zindagi...
Zindagi ...Kaisi Hai Paheli, Haaye Kabhi To Hansaaye Kabhi Ye Rulaaye Zindagi..., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
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Kabhi Dekho Man Nahi Jaage Peechhe Peechhe Sapno Ke Bhaage
Ek Din Sapno Ka Raahi Chalaa Jaaye Sapno Ke Aage Kaha
Zindagi...
Jinhone Sajaaye Yaha Mele Sukh-Dukh Sang-Sang Jhele
Wahi Chunkar Khaamoshi Yu Chali Jaaye Akele Kaha
Zindagi...
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Once Upon A Time And Now Bala And Me
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After I finished shooting the weeping mangroves of Carter Road and other street shots I dropped by to say Hello to Bala my good friend at Ashirwad..Bala is the keeper of good memories of late Mr Rajesh Khanna his Boss ..
Man Made of Mud
man made of mud
flesh bone and blood
flies on the wings
of angels
falls with a thud
caught in the
throes of logic
dogma dreams
of the absurd
a mind
without method
encapsulated
in a word
to keep himself alive
his own
he has butchered
in the name of god
in the name of religiosity
millions he has murdered
his angst his hate
his delusions
his dilemmas
on the unborn
he has
transferred
to benn bell
om mani padme hoon
inward outward
to add him as friend for life
in my ears god whispered
a suggestion as on facebook
my soul heard added and twittered
Ganesha Temple At Carter Road Bandra
I shot this temple first time over 12 years back and I was shooting this because I had come here with my camera , and this is not my genre of photography, but once in a while it is a much needed break from beggars hijras and street angst.
The mangroves was a sad documentary and the curse of man on nature and fish life..
This part of Carter Road on the rocks is a lovers nest , free cheap economical provided you dont get get in a high tide while humping your babe..
But than where do lovers go.. it is either the deep sea or the devil..
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