my stories dont end another one meets me round the bend, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
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
Sunday, January 20, 2013
my stories dont end another one meets me round the bend
my stories dont end another one meets me round the bend, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
The Beggar Kid Bandra Reclamation
Most of the kids begging here come to supplement their parents income .. they are learning to beg.. their parents are basket weavers living near the Bandra Reclamation bridge.
There is another one leg well dressed junkie beggar too..and sometimes the blind beggar boy and his guardian come here to beg.
Shooting beggars for so many years I now them with mere soundless footsteps , I can spot a beggar before he spots me and shooting beggars is shooting life living on the edge now alive tomorrow gone ...media reports cases of rape kidnapping molestation and some of the beggar kids are abused by their parents , elders , young kids become mothers , case not reported because her brother did it to her and the child that comes is what brings in more money, drugged rented , but than who has time to shoot them tell their story .. so enter the blogger .
I have shot beggars at Mahim , Banganga , Haji Malang , Haji Ali Ajmer Hussain Tekri Lucknow and the pain stretches from one end of the canvas to the other end.
Shooting beggars is looked down upon...but than shooting beggars , in my case is telling incomplete untold stories .. and I dont sell pictures ... nor do I do this for money or fame , this is the path of my passion, this is my genre and I circulate it as a blog .
It Was Her Eyes That Deceived Me In The End
i decided
never
to fall in love
on the internet
my eyes get
misty my soul
soaked all wet
i was a fish
hook line sinker
caught in her net
it was one summer
of discontent on
facebook we met
when pakistan lost
india won the test
deep fried overcooked
all the best the poet
in me rests east is
east west is west
pain on broken
wings now rides
the crest pain
mauled
mangled
blood splattered
poets chest
My Love Was Sealed In a Facebook Like Wall
her lilting laughter
each time she called
now sadly as a memory
i recall lost forever
fatefully embedded
in a wall a face
of a living doll
deleted doomed
deathly pall
humpty dumpty
had a great fall
crushed crumpled
corrugated all in all
shot by my wife accidentally
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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...