Monday, May 20, 2013

Dam Madar Malang and Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013

Dam Madar Malang and Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013

Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013

Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013

My Host Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013

My Host Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 Ajmer Sharif .. 2013



Ever since I first visited Ajmer in 2005 at the invitation of Peersaab Fakhru Miya Lion Of Ajmer I have been staying at his house partaking of his humble hospitality and his love for this beggar poet of Mumbai.

Peersaab Fakhru Miya is an eminent Islamic scholar lover of Ahle Bayt and firm believer of the Shohadas of Karbala .

He is a pucca Hussaini and holds Hazrat Abbas in the highest esteem.. perhaps it was this powerful current that bought us together and has kept us bound forever.

He is sincere devotee of Khwajah Garib Nawaz who was the greatest lover of Hussain.. no doubt about that ...

Shah ast Hussain, Badshah ast Hussain
Deen ast Hussain, Deen Panah ast Hussain
Sardad na dad dast, dar dast-e-yazeed,
Haqaa key binaey La ila ast Hussain

His sons Farid Miya and Qambar Miya are the pillars of his heritage and both have been as hospitable to me as their father.

Peersaabs Murids go out of their way to make my stay of 3 or 4 days as comfortable as possible .. they treat me with the respect of a father .. I owe them a lot for their selfless love to me .

It is my tribute to Peersaab Fakhru Miya Hujra No 6 that his pictures are in a separate set .. within my Ajmer Urus set..

even god is helpless to the fate of the indian woman

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as she is beaten
murdered raped
brutalized
dehumanized
offered as
sacrifice
sold for
a price
burnt
if she does
not bring
dowry
by the
lord of
the flies
woman
a cauldron
of eternal
pain
called
mother
considered
goddess
but just
another
commodity
in the market
of vice
stalked
humiliated
by evil
dressed
as men
in disguise

frozen tears
melting ice

The Malang .. Of Khwajah Garib Nawaz..

we meet once a year at the same spot



i hand
over my camera
for this memorable
shot ...in a net
of mysticism
we both get
caught ..

he lives his
destiny
i fight
my destiny
a cosmic
plot ..
on the backs
of karma
as we trot
our nirvana
certainly
not a golden
pot ..unliving
moments
that hope
forgot
the call
of the muezzin
within earshot

ajmer ...where god is everywhere

the red beard rafaee

The Dam Madar Guru And The Disciple ... Dam Madar Beda Par

Peer Syed Masoom Ali Madari Asqan ..Ajmer Urus 2013

Peer Syed Masoom Ali Madari Asqan ..Ajmer Urus 2013

Peer Syed Masoom Ali Madari Asqan ..Ajmer Urus 2013

the mobile phone destroyed sense and sensibility..

she touched me ...

Muslims Love Killing Muslims

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thanks
to the hijab
that fits
her pain
tightly
in place
her destiny
holds her
hardships
in tight
embrace
allah be
praised
she takes
a few coins
offers grace
on the other
hand so
called
muslims
detonate
bombs kill
murder our
humanity
disgrace
so called
suicide
bombers
jehadis
martyrdom
misplaced
muslims
love killing
muslims
peace
brotherhood
forever
erased

he is giving birth to cosmic dreams


as they flow
from his world
to my world
through the
bio scope of
my photostream
soundless cries
spineless screams

serving life imprisonment on earth



a handful
of coins
enough
to buy
her drugs
her lifes
worth
she is
accursed
from the day
of her birth
only pain
no time
for merriment
or mirth

this beggar poet is dead meat



walking
over barren
earth barefeet
wordless visuals
a story board
incomplete
dust and heat
a journey
he must
complete
disembodied
winding sheet
a one way
winding street

The Butcher At Work.. The Dead Goat Gives A Smirk,, Oh What A Jerk

save me oh lord from the clutches of hunger



i cant
fend
for
myself
i am
no more
younger
from the
roof of
cosmic
destiny
her fucked
fate
hung her
unbelievable
he held her
strung her

come lets share a pan.. said the lusty lover to her jan ..




his eyes
drunken
meshes
he looked
pareshan
his name
was afat
khan
from the
hindukush
mountains
close to
afghaniatan
he was her
reluctant
mehman
she was
once a
man
but now
her ass
was spread
like a lavish
dastarkhan

now
with huge
plasticky
silicon
heaving tits
she stole
hijra pictures
this bitch
beiman
eyeing
the androgynous
never to be found
beauty the ethereal
beauty of  hijras
of hindustan
dedicated to
this bitch
now living
in peshawar
whore
of libidinous
horny one eyed
taliban
on her
ass a label
 non state
actor made
in pakistan

rajasthani lassi seller

shot from the room of the hijras of delhi

serving cold water to the thirsty is connecting man with god

empty vessels have gone mute due to recession

the fakirs of ajmer

cutting meat is fine art

it has taken me several hours to post 62 pictures in a batch with the new flickr upoader

dead meat .. the essence of a dead beggar poet

the butchers of ajmer .. work non stop

This Is Char Yar Sola Khamba Abode Of Bawas Rafaees And Malangs

The Gemstone Dealers Of Char Yar Ajmer

The Gemstone Dealers Of Char Yar Ajmer

The Gemstone Dealers Of Char Yar Ajmer

The Gemstone Dealers Of Char Yar Ajmer

This Beggar Bowl Costs Rs 18000

The Beggar Poets Beggar Bowl..



a part and a whole
a body and a soul
attaining nirvana
not its only goal

The Zombies Of Ajmer ...

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reliving
a nightmare
drugs essence
of their existence
they have nothing
only misery remorse
despondency to share
unwashed clothes
to wear ..caught
in an eternal snare
hopelessly without
prayer .. lice infested
uncombed unkempt
disheveled hair
peripheral participants
of ajmers spiritual fair
begging for alms
at the market square

Man Asleep On A Garbage Heap

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the cosmic wheel of life weeps
man mans greatest enemy
godliness a commodity cheap
the unborn child your ill begotten gains
does not want to reap ..
from his mothers womb shudders
peeps into the covers creeps
no he does not want your world
as blood from the umbilical cord seeps

I Try To Shoot The Humility Of The Malang

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old age
but yet
sturdy
young
traveled
far and wide
a net he flung
the dam madar
malang
unheard
unsung
renounced
materialism
commercialism
factionalism
that breeds
on a heap
of dung
dam madar
beda par
exhales
the holistic
sounds
from his lungs

The Future Does Not Exist...It Is A Figment Of The Dunken Mind

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a world
with eyes
silently
gone
blind
tears
on the
soul
of my
poetry
the curse
of mankind
an elusive god
man wont ever
find in a temple
shrine ,,or
in any given
space defined
god is on facebook
god is on twitter
god is new bottle
old vintage wine
god is the internet
god is a page
that cannot be
displayed online

Dam Madar Beda Par...



maula hamari
kashti karado par
ali haq haq ali
hyderi parcham
aman sukun
nayi roshni
ka intezar
dam madar
dam madar
aliwalon ko
aliwalon
ka pyar

Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar

The Beggar Poets Beggar Bowl



fleshed
out of humanity
has a corrosive
soul ..a vortex
of memories
escaping
through
a hole

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