The Mad Man of Bandra When He First Came To Our Area, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
These are the earliest pictures I have shot of him, he was cleaner, and gradually he let it go...now he is completely a gone case.
I dont know if there is a NGO dealing with cases such as this, we are more concerned about stray dogs cats but human life has lost its priority.. imagine he has been living here on the street for over two years .. and not a single soul knows his story...
And I have shot him without any purpose or agenda .. merely as a street peripheral anomaly of life.
Now he is not a Christian or the Sisters of Mercy might have touched him.. though they touch other people too who are not Christians I must reiterate ..Mad people have no sense of propriety or religion, they cease to being human is how the sane folks see them.
And Madness is the final recall
once in grace than comes the fall
a huge edifice shrinks becomes small
you find more such cases populated
freely gasping for breath on facebook wall
as a poet it it is a madness mall a rolling ball
impending fate the vanishing writing on the wall
god save the madpeople of india .. after all
aren't they human says it all...poetic madness
the final assault...the mind locked up in a vault
