I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
House Majlis Mr Akthar Imam
Late Mr Akthar Imam Saab was a paragon of Humanity , a devout Shia his house majlis bought together people from all faith , Sunnis Shias .. towards a goal of collective harmony as message of Imam Hussain..
Christians Hindus all came to hear the words of Imam Hussain at the majlis , his sacrifice his noble life his humility and it is this pwerful mantra of Peace that late Mr Akthar Imam spread through Bandra.
He was well known to the poor the rich and the elite , he was a humble slave of Imam Hussain , and he is remembered , and now his son Meezam Imam caries the mantle on his able shoulders and carries on the heritage of his father and the heritage of Hussain.
I dont know why I have posted links to Facebook and updated this bank post with new words .
When a good man moves into the next wold he leaves behind his shadow of good deeds his footsteps of life lived in humility and perhaps in a way this is my belated obituary to him.. and my prayers to God to give immense strength to his family to bear this irreparable loss ..
Khuda Hafiz Akthar Saab..
House Majlis Late Mr Akthar Imam
Late Mr Akthar Imam Saab was a paragon of Humanity , a devout Shia his house majlis bought together people from all faith , Sunnis Shias .. towards a goal of collective harmony as message of Imam Hussain..
Christians Hindus all came to hear the words of Imam Hussain at the majlis , his sacrifice his noble life his humility and it is this pwerful mantra of Peace that late Mr Akthar Imam spread through Bandra.
He was well known to the poor the rich and the elite , he was a humble slave of Imam Hussain , and he is remembered , and now his son Meezam Imam caries the mantle on his able shoulders and carries on the heritage of his father and the heritage of Hussain.
I dont know why I have posted links to Facebook and updated this bank post with new words .
When a good man moves into the next wold he leaves behind his shadow of good deeds his footsteps of life lived in humility and perhaps in a way this is my belated obituary to him.. and my prayers to God to give immense strength to his family to bear this irreparable loss ..
Khuda Hafiz Akthar Saab..
The Dhobi's Cycle
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The entire area where I stay was a dhobi ghat ..gradually it was reclaimed from the sea and became Bandra Reclamation some parts called Lal Mitti..
Some slums refused to come under the charm of the builder so did not rise vertically...Indraji Nagar Rajeev Nagar and Hanuman Nagar...
There are thus many dhobis at the Bazar and in the vaious slums ..
The dhobis near my house are doing well as they get stock lot of export surplus to wash or press .
Over all the dhobis migrant from Uttar Pradesh like in ghetto like surroundings ..they live peacefully , mind their own business and dont mingle much.
The kids of the dhobis who are educated dont want to carry on with this bussiness .. and opt for jobs according to their qualification or experience.
The dhobis take a weekly off on Mondays ...but some work out of kindness ..I had to go to town I gave him an urgent shirt he pressed him dutifully charged me Rs 10.
Our Dhobi who was attached to us for over 20 years came from Shirly Rajan Road off Carter Road near the Cross , he was like family to us we took care of his needs .. gave him money bought his ticket to go to his hometown.. but they one day he left for good never came back..
For people like us Lucknow born in my case having lived in Mumbai since 54 it is tough to call any other place home besides Mumbai , the kids too were born in Mumbai and the roots spread down the soul of Mumbai, the grand children too were born in Mumbai.
My parents are buried in Mumbai are pucca Mumbaikars anyway.. they built a home away from their own home ...though my dad did add Lucknowi too his surname , I refused to add it .. it is my birthplace but nothing more nothing less , my karam bhumi made me a Pucca Mumbaikar too.
We lived at Wodehouse Road than Strand Colaba , my part of the family moved to Bandra 25 years back and a new set of roots were added to our family tree.
Jis Ki Rago’n Mein Aatish-E-Badr-O-Hunain Hai Us Soorma Ka Isme GiramiHussain Hai. . .
Jis Ki Rago’n Mein Aatish-E-Badr-O-Hunain Hai Us Soorma Ka Isme GiramiHussain Hai. . ., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Tareekh De Rahi Hai Ye Awaaz Dum Ba Dum
Dasht-E-Sabat-O-Azm Hai Dast-E-Bala-O-Gham
Sabr-E-Maseeh Wa Jura’at Suqraat Ki Qasam
Is Rah Main Hai Sirf Ek Insaan Ka Qadam
Jis Ki Rago’n Mein Aatish-E-Badr-O-Hunain Hai
Us Soorma Ka Isme Girami Hussain Hai. . .
I cannot shoot my own religion and faith thanks to Mumbai Police
I cannot shoot my own religion and faith thanks to Mumbai Police, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Simply because of my bleeding having a valid Bandra Times Press Card I was stopped from climbing the police guest of honor place from where every year I take two aerial shots and it is ironical that I shoot
Lalbagh Chya Raja every year the Visarjan procession barefeet
I shoot Durga Visarjan
I shoot Gokul Ashtami
I shoot Pitru Paksh Banganga
I shoot all police related function at Bandra Police Station
I shoot the procession of 14 Stations of the Cross on Good Friday
I shot the train bomb blast I shot the Dadar bomb blast
I shoot the Gay Parade or Queer Azadi March every year
I have shot the Mahim Police Sandal of Makhdhoom Shah Babba
Through all these events I highlight the contribution of the Mumbai Police their selfless service their sacrifice and sometimes the Mumbai Police treats me like a piece of shit..
I dont shoot The Rich Mans Standard Chartered Marathon Race
The Shias of Mumbai Chehlum
I cut my head every year during Chehlum ..and try not to cut it too deep so that I am unable to shoot pictures , being a diabetic my bleeding takes time to stop.. but it does eventually ,the wound heals in about a day or two..
We dont medicate the injured area .. and we dont use anti biotics or ointment ..we avoid stitches too..
This year hopefully I will shoot Moharam Ashura and Chehlum in two different cities I have documented Moharam in Mumbai for many years .. this year I have less responsibilities less commitments I work independently so I can go where I want..
Earlier I worked for someone so could not leave Mumbai..
The Shias of Mumbai Chehlum Arbaeen
Ghulam is a friend from Imamwada has lived in New York and is a very devout passionate Shia his son did the kama matam on the streets ..
Once the procession reaches the Rehmatabad cemetery , there is a short majlis and as soon as the majlis ends than the hardcore sword matam zanjir matam begins it goes on for an hour .. and it is a sight that as a photographer is impossible to shoot the area is totally overcrowded no elbow space , and danger of being hit by the moving blades or the force of the sword or even the force of the kama.
This Mother Fucker Begs With A Child Whose Hand is Badly Burnt
This Mother Fucker Begs With A Child Whose Hand is Badly Burnt, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
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He caries a prescription to buy medicines for her , I called him from my ricksha took his mug shot , this is the most evil form of forcing a child into beggary.. and he wont be caught perhaps he pays hafta to the beggar mafia and the authorities ..
This is the second time I have seen him , he keeps begging at different signals ..
I Am Nothing But a Piece of Shit On The Soul of My Poetry ..
I Am Nothing But a Piece of Shit On The Soul of My Poetry .., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
what i shot
is what i
saw you
wont see
me my beggarly
fucked free poetry
abusing my senses
its tentacles grow
on me leftovers
of disgruntled
humanity
on the road
on public display
where dogs cats
defecate humans
come and pee
mount mary fair
welcomes you
people from
all walks of
life color creed
diverse religiosity
dhanyawad
namastejee
कलीन अप फोर गोड सेक
tang agaya
har din har rat
yeh sab dekh
kachra you
wont ever
कलीन अप फोर गोड सेक
my hear break
an eternal ache
kachra that
the bandra bazar
road market
road winding
on the soul
of my poetry
like a snake
garbage porn
keeps us
all awake
the stench
the filth
migratory
birds on
a missing
lake
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Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
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Dargah of Hazrat Syed Ali Mira Datar Unava Gujrat , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. HAZRAT SYED ALI MIRA DATAR'S G...