Saturday, June 8, 2013

The Living Dead


on their sepulchral souls
death silently treads ..
he knows they might
wake up lifeless bodies
zombie heads ..
they who beg
drugged comatose
earn their bread
narrow alleys
of pain despair
main road ahead
beneath a lifeless
winding sheets
hands outstretched
feet eagle spread
you too can fuck them
says the board
bleeding read

When It Rains



sweet
childhood
memories
of bandra
back lanes
alistair
romping
in the waters
with his wild
great dane
gully cricket
uncle joes
broken weeping
window panes
holding hands
wendy and wayne
watching jealously
green with envy
unmarried spinster
elaine ..smoking
his cheroot
mr caine
a happy
bachelor
he has
remained
though his
best pal
martin
married
his girlfriend
mary jane
sweet wet
memories
that rise
from my
brain
poetic
pitter patter
scattered
rains

You Wont Find The Magic Of India In A Travel Book



it has to
enter
your soul
your cosmic
consciousness
by hook or crook
india is a dream
you need to feel
before you look
india is not
a wall on
facebook
india is
a journey
that gets
you hooked
before you
take a flight
or seats
are booked
india is not
just bollywood
katrina salman
ranbir or sharukh

Padhoge Likhoge Banoge Nawab, Khelo Koodoge Banoge Kharab.

Will The Khwajah Saab Call Me To Sarwar Sharif,,.. Only God Knows

The Hijab Is Gods Gift To The Muslim Women

The Divine Magic of Gauri

We Miss You Mr Rajesh Khanna Shot By Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old

Barbers Are Holistic Healers ..

The Camera Krazy Shakirs of Bandra

Pan Khakar Ghade Ki Gand Par Thukna - Indian Way of Life

The Marriamman Feast- Mahim Beach

I Will Have No Regrets If I Happen To Die



i lived my life
without regrets
now i wait
for the final
sunset
released
from my
worldly
responsibilities
the final rest
no more
examinations
no more tests
the final breath
empty the corridors
of my chest
lived in the east
never envied
the west
bottled fury
from my soul
i wrest
wingless
for one
last journey
i move my nest
my karma
my dharma
what was best
was best
away from
urban warfare
burning forests

Amary Athvi Malad Malwani 2011

Due to personal reasons I have stopped shooting Moharam in Mumbai..

I only shoot Moharam in other cities and show the angst of the Shia community and Ghame Hussain.

I find the Shias in other cities more hospitable and humble and respectful towards documentarists like me , who shoot pictures as a hobby and passion and not as a means for making money,..

I thought this explanation was important for those in Mumbai who wont see me any more ,,

Bihari Blade Matam- Mumbai Chehlum

Mere Do Amnol Ratan Dono Photographer Dono Malang

Kids At Bandra Slums Mercy of God When The Rains Come

Marziya Shakir Shoots Her Fish Tank

Dargah of Hazrat Hisamuddin Baba Aminullah Al Rafaee Dongri

Zarb by Nasir Bhai Rafaee Dongri ...