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The Rafaee Of Ajmer ..With His Loving Pair..Love Smoke And Air

Late Handi Sai Murshad of Chancawalli Rafaee ...At Kota He Lies

i beg to differ ..

I AM THE BEGGAR POET ..IN HER DEBT ..SHE WHO ROBBED MY SOUL ON THE INTERNET

Naga Sadhus of Malangad Mountains

Naga Sadhus of Malangad Mountains, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
He has a temple as you begin the steep climb towards Haji Malang Shrine .

He is a Naga Sadhu an caretaker of the Temple dedicated to Lord Shiva Parvti and their son Ganesh.

I have known him from the time I first climbed the Malangad mountains.

Most of the Hindus take his blessings and they feed the devotees of the Holy Saint .. at the Bhandara.

He is well educated , hospitable and a very friendly person.

Shahenshah Baba Rafaee

Shahenshah Baba Rafaee, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. 269,070 items / 2,135,266 views

I have known him since the time I began documenting the Rafaees a Sufi order .. he belonged to the Chancawalli Rafaees , and those days they were led by late Sikandar Wali Baba who spoke a smattering of English.. I met the Rafaees through my dear friend Fahad Khalil Pathan whose late father a holistic healer and the Imam of the Makdhoom Shah Baba Shrine at Mahim.

I documented their body piercing, eyeball piercing rituals and even went on their rounds begging from shop to shop , dressed as I was like them but more colorful , women ended giving me money and wanted to take my blessings .. However what I got as a beggar the alms I handed over to late Sikandar Ali Baba.

For sometime due to serious differences with late Sikandar Ali Baba I was expelled from their group and once Sikandar Ali Baba died his successor Handi Sai asked me to come back continue shooting them .

Handi Sai kept u…

The Malang

The Malang, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. 269,069 items / 2,135,265 views

He is a fakir, a spiritual mendicant sits in a hollow of a mountain on the way to Haji Malang Shrine , I know him since the first time I climbed this mountain that was almost 10 to 12 years back.

You cant miss him , he sits without uttering a word , in silence he begs , he does not demand .. he merges with the stark backdrop of his harsh surroundings.

Once in a while he comes down from the Mountains of Malangad to attend the Makdhoom Shah Baba Urus Mahim.

I have not seen him at Ajmer but I am sure what he saves by begging serves him to visit such places of Sufi importance.

When I met him this time I told him I had become a Dam Madar Malang and he felt pleased , and I shot his pictures .

Haji Malang is a peaceful place , a place to reconstruct thoughts hope and emotions.

The Malang

The Malang, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

the flesh
ages
the soul
remains
young
the cosmic
silence of
of a sheepish
tongue
poetic
paroxysms
heaving
lungs
once
bitten
twice shy
of being
stung
a living
corpse
rising
amorphous
from
the dung
holding on
forever
to her
memory
his mind
unsung
a heart
she had
nurtured
than one
day out
on the
streets
she flung
among
razor sharp
bristles
of pain
a weed
newly
sprung