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Darbare Hussaini.. Preperation for Niyaz e Hussain

Darbare Hussaini.. Preperation for Niyaz e Hussain

Life On a Slow Track..Memories That Wont Come Back

Asthana e Moosa E Kazim

Asthana e Moosa E Kazim, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. 254,623 items / 2,081,417 views

My maternal grand father Daroga Nabban saab desendant of Mir Anis lived in a house similar to this but without a fountain at Imliwali Gali Pata Nala Lucknow.

It had a huge tamarind tree guava and mehndi trees .. of course my grandfathers last heritage ancestral property was sold of by my uncle and seeing this house in Hyderabad I was transported to my childhood and the memories of my grandmother Nazmi Begum also known as Bhabbo ammi.

The Dying Art of Darning

The Dying Art of Darning, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Darning is a sewing technique for repairing holes or worn areas in fabric or knitting using needle and thread alone. It is often done by hand, but it is also possible to darn with a sewing machine. Hand darning employs the darning stitch, a simple running stitch in which the thread is "woven" in rows along the grain of the fabric, with the stitcher reversing direction at the end of each row, and then filling in the framework thus created, as if weaving. Darning is a traditional method for repairing fabric damage or holes that do not run along a seam, and where patching is impractical or would create discomfort for the wearer, such as on the heel of a sock.
Darning also refers to any of several needlework techniques that are worked using darning stitches:
Pattern darning is a type of embroidery that uses parallel rows of straight stitches of different lengths to cre…

Imam Hussain Saved Islam.. And Now Islam is Fighting To Save Itself From Those Who Run It To Oppress the Ummah

This Getting a Bus Ticket at Afzalgunj For Mumbai was The Worst Expereience of My Life

This Getting a Bus Ticket at Afzalgunj For Mumbai was The Worst Expereience of My Life, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
This guy The Nawab sitting on the chair gave me a ticket and the next day was Gurupurab yet he did not bother to call me , I reached here at 5 pm, with Ejaz photographer , and there was a Sikh procession I shot instead of waiting here as they had no clue about the bus..

At 6 pm after waiting an hour they said go to Nampally so Ejaz my heavy suitcase rushed on the bike at Nampally I waited half an hour they the sub agents rude guys dumped me in a rick to the main highway for the bus and there I sat on the road , at the mercy of another set of rude arrogant syub agents and the bus turned up past 8 ..

So this was the most fucked up experiene of my life simply because there were no train tickets ..

The bus AC Coach Omer abd Co was the lastt straw that broke this camels back

I had a deep head wound to take care of .. but I managed to come home and af…

As a photographer I can only shoot what I was destined to shoot

As a photographer I can only shoot what I was destined to shoot, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

my pictures
are simple
stories of a
life we live
we maybe
poor but
we have
so much
to give
what is
the use
if living 'if
we dont
forgive

As I Have Pledged my Body To Medicine I Wont Have To Go Through This Procedure