Sunday, December 23, 2012

Xmas Is In The Air ..


in delhi
khakhi
goes viral
lathi charge
water canon
on kids
who dare
ministers
in silent
mode
holding
on to their
chairs
the rape
capital
of india
a rapists
lair
iron rods
iron fists
that wont
spare
penectomy
castration
hanging
wishful
thinking
but who
cares
delayed
justice
old ancient
laws
a wobbling
law and order
situation
everywhere
travesty
of democracy
of the people
for the people
buy the people
a pain i share

Christmas began in the heart of God. It is complete only when it reaches the heart of man.

Matthew 1:21 And she will bear a Son, and you shall call His name Jesus, for it is He who will save His people from their sins.

merry xmas to all my friends on flickr facebook twitter and pinterest

jesus at st peter church bandra

jesus weeps on the soul of battered womanhood

I Learnt Photography Shooting Jesus And The Holy Spirit At St Peter Church Bandra

"Christmas is the day that holds time together." -- Alexander Smith

This is the message of Christmas: We are never alone.” ~ Taylor Caldwell (1900-1985), English novelist.

It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.” ~ W. T. Ellis

Jesus Likes To Be Pampered Too..

I Had Come To St Peter Church To Wish Fr Jaun


When I reached the reception of the Church Fr Juan had left for the day to his room, I spoke to him on phone and the first thing he said Firoze I was thinking about you ..he inquired abut Marziya Shakir I dont think he is aware of the other two Nejis and Zinnia.

I thanked him and shot a baptism in Church from the entrance not wishing to intrude on their privacy.. but they turned out to be friendly folks.

And when I am down depressed I come here and shoot pictures and get refreshed .. this was one of those days ..

Even Jesus Needs A Makeover This Xmas

Dont Cut Trees .. Some People Need Shade Badly ..

Please Facebook Friends Dont Tag My Ass With Your Stuff

Now If A Beat Marshall Was To Sit Here And Charge Rs 2500 For Throwing Garbage This Place Would Be As Clean As Babys Bum

Now Dont Blame Her .. Fuck She Is Only Doing What Every One Else Is Doing

You Can Make A Difference By Throwing Your Garbage Here Too..


Indians in spite of of puritanical bombast are the filthiest people .. and nothing can change this mindset ..we produce molesters eve teasers and rapists too.. forgive me the fault lies at our doorstep .. but we love blaming society the system the politics of the government ..

This Is St Peter Road Bandra Two Days Before Xmas ..

Merry Xmas To All My Good Friends From Bandra The Raped Queen of The Suburbs

Merry Xmas To All My Good Friends From Bandra The Raped Queen of The Suburbs

The Anglo Indians Got a Raw Deal From The English and Mother India

The Anglo Indians Got A Raw Deal Both From From The British and The Indian Government

Please Please Dont Politicize Rape



she looked
pleadingly
at media
all agape
women
in delhi
must wear
a niqab
or a veil like
drape
to avoid
constant rape
no no delhi
is not the
rape capital
of india
it is opposition
mischief
sour grapes
neeraj good man
is doing a god job
just bumbling
constables
babus
bureaucratic
red tape
madam will
vouch
for our sincere
efforts against
this epidemic
viral rape
stringent laws
in the making
for rapists
no escape
butted in
the home
minister
looking at
the tv cameras
oh delhi will
soon be in good
shape behind
bars chemically
cured all libidinous
apes no more rape
no more rape
the pm was silent
morosely pained
no not a lame duck
a sore throat
a stiff neck
pain in the nape
he vouched
shaking his
neck
no more rape
no more rape

Crying For Hussain Shot by Dr Glenn Losack Ashura Mumbai 2011



hussain is a very powerful element of our existence .. no tears no cry i would die

My friend Amin crying with me is a Hindu Gujrati who converted to Shiasm.. and is far too devout I am learning to be devout from him.. like him.. i have far too many flaws

Even God Cant Save The Women In India From Rapists



madam has chosen all her actors actresses as per her script ...a wrong move they are whipped .. the conscience of our nation eunuch like tight lipped ..by god we were gypped .. democracy has dipped .. the fabric that covers a womans shame completely ripped ..

Moharam Ashura In Lucknow

Alwida, alwida, alwida ay Hussain!

Yeh sada-e-fughaan, aur yeh majlisain
Matam-o-noha aur gham ki yeh zeenatain
Chahata hai yeh dil yunhi qayam rahain
Aha phat tha hai dil, kiss tarha yeh kahain….
Alwida, alwida….

Meray mehmaan hai aakhri yeh salaam
Tujh pay qurban hai aakhri yeh salaam
Shah-e-Zeeshan hai aakhri yeh salaam
Dil hai veeran hai aakhri yeh salaam….
Alwida…..

Bakhsh day hogayi ho jo khata
Haq-e-khidmat na ham say ada hosaka
Gham yehi hai na jee bhar kay matam kia
Teri khatir na kyun apna sar daydia…
Alwida….

Gar jiye saal bhar phir karaingay yeh gham
Royengay phir teray gham mein milkar baham
Aur agar margaey to yeh hoga alam
Haaey, afsos jee bhar kay roye na ham….
Alwida….

Alwida ay Hussain, ay Hussain alwida
Alwida ay Shah-e-Mashraqain alwida
Binte Ahmed kay ay noor-e-ain alwida
Hai Mujahid kay lab par yeh bayn alwida….
Alwida….

Ay Momino! Hussain ka matam akheer hai by Mir Babar Ali Anees

Ay Momino! Hussain ka matam akheer hai
Bazm e azaa e qibla e alam akheer hai
Shi’yo! Shahe anaam ka matam akheer hai
Hain majlis e tamaam Moharram akheer hai
Uryaan sar hai fatah e badr o hunayn ka
De lo Batool e paak ko pursa Hussain ka

Haan aashiqaan e Shahe umam! Peeto apna sar
Ashra hai aaj aur ye qayamat ki hai sahar
Aalam ke baadshaah ka dunya se hai safar
Uth te hain taaziye ke chaley Shahe bahrobar
Rukhsat hai Shay ki ahle azaa behawaas hain
Dekho tou kaise ta’ziya khane udaas hain

Wa hasrata Imam e gharibaan ka kooch hai
Afsoos hai ke deen ke Sultaan ka kooch hai
Roanakh ke din chaley Shahe zeeshaan ka kooch hai
Rukhsat karo Hussain se mehmaan ka kooch hai
Sadma ajab tarah ka hai dil par hai jaan par
Kaisi udaasi phaeli huwi hai jahaan par

Ay noor e chashm e Ahmad e Muqtaar alwida
Ay Sayyed Ay Batool ke dildaar alwida
Ay ummat e Rasool ke ghamkhwaar alwida
Ay hum se bekasoon ke madadgaar alwida
Aah o buka se hum kabhi ghafil na hoinge
Jab tak jeeyenge aap ki ghurbat pe roinge

Ay be dayaar o be sar o samaan alwida
Ay binte Mustafa ke dil o jaan alwida
Ahmad ke baagh ke gul rehaan alwida
Das din ke mo’mineen ke mehmaan alwida
Shi’yo nisaar tere tan e paash paash ke
Ay be kafan Hussain! Fida teri laash ke

Ay jism o jaan e Hyder e karrar alwida
Ay shi’yaan e deen ke sardar alwida
Sayyad ghareeb bekas o naachaar alwida
Be khoish o be biradar o be yaar alwida
Hai hai imaam baadhon ko sunsaan kar chaley
Aqaa tamaam hind ko veraan kar chaley

Lo Shahe deen ke taziya daaro! Karo buka
Maatam ke din tamaam huwe wa musibata
Yaaro! Wida hota hai mazloom e karbala
Mehmaan dou pehar ka hai wo Shahe dou saraa
Ab maut le chali Shahe aali maqaam ko
Rukhsat karo Hussain alaihis salaam ko

Peeto mohibbo! Hind se aaqa ka kooch hai
Ro’o ke aaj Sayyed e waala ka kooch hai
Afsoos hai ke bekas o tanha ka kooch hai
Haan shi’yoon! Khaak udhao ke Moula ka kooch hai
Jee bhar ke ronay paaye na matam huwa akheer
Aashur ka bhi rozay moharram huwa akheer

Kis tarha aaye ta’ziya daaron ke dil ko chain
Har simpt roohe Fatima roti hai karke bain
Ahle azaa! Ye nauha padho ab ba shor o shain
Qurbaan teri laash ke Zahra ke noor e ain
Mohtaaj gor garm zameen par padha raha
Chalees roz dasht mein be sar padha raha

Dou din ki dhoop raat ki wo aaus hai sitam
Wo kankaroon ka farsh wo maidaan e dard o gham
Aur garm garm jhonkoon ka chalna wo dam badam
Is dukh pe saarbaan ne kiye haath bhi qalam
Sadmey guzar gaye ye tan e chaak chaak par
Hai hai ye aasmaan na gira phat ke khaak par

Lo yaaro! Ab Hussain ki rukhsat ka roz hai
Hyder ke noor e ain ki rukhsat ka roz hai
Zahra ke dil ke chain ki rukhsat ka roz hai
Sultaan e mashraqain ki rukhsat ka roz hai
Phir karbala ki simpt Shahe karbala chala
Hadi chala Imaam chala peshwa chala

Sibt e Nabi ki majlis o matam tamaam hai
Ibne Ali ki majlis o matam tamaam hai
Haq ke wali ki majlis o matam tamaam hai
Roo e sakhi ki majlis o matam tamaam hai
Aainda saal tak jo koi zinda hoyega
Phir wo shareek hokay moharram mein royega

Bas ye zareeh hogi na hoinge ye alam
Ye majlisein ye sohbatein ghar ghar se hogi kam
Mimbar ko khali dekh ke hoyega dil ko gham
Ye din wo hain ke qatl huwe hain Shahe umam
Abh taaziya uth ta hai har ik khaak udhayega
Abh tou imam baarhoon mein jaya na jaayega

Ro’o mohibbo! Aaj ke riqqat ka roz hai
Sibte Nabi ki aaj shahadath ka roz hai
Mazloom o tashnalab pa musibat ka roz hai
Sar par udhao khaak qayamat ka roz hai
Maatam tumharey aaqa ka yaaro tamaam hai
Mehmaan koi dam koi saa’at Imaam hai

Ashray ka din hai aaj mohibbaan e bawafa
Khanjar se zibhh hogaye Sultaan e karbala
Laazim ka aaj tum ko karo girya o buka
Jalti zameen par tan e uryaan parhaa raha
Ghusl o kafan diya na tan e paash paash ko
Gaada kisi ne aakey na Sayyed ki laash ko

Ay momino! Hussain ki rahlat ka waqt hai
Ay yaaro! Tumse Shaah ki rukhsat ka waqt hai
Lutne ka Fatima ki riyazat ka waqt hai
Aaqa ki ye tumharey shahadath ka waqt hai
Turbat mein jaakey zar e zameen gar na soyenge
Phir aglay saal ashray mein Hazrat ko royenge

Ro lo azizo! Phir kahan tum aur ye din kahaan
Aglay baras jo zinda thay hain khaak mein nahaan
Kya ai’temad zeesth ka dunya ke darmiyaan
Paik e ajal se dahr mein milti hai kab amaan
Kahe ko is sawaab ko haatho se kho o tum
Aainda saal ho ke na ho khoob ro o tum

Ya Rabb! Jahan e nazm e riyazat hara rahe
Gulshan ye hum jiloon se phoola phala rahe
Ahle azaa pe saaya e mushkil kusha rahe
Daamaan gul e ummeed se har dam bhara rahe
Is nazm ka Anees tujhe phir sila miley
Sadqe se Panjetan ke jo ho muddu’a miley

I Shot Shiasm As A Message For The Non Muslims .. A Message That Hussain Gave His Life For Humanity And Kept His Grand Fathers Heritage Alive

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