The Cosmic Cycle Of A Muslim Beggars Pain, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. holding her inner strength of survival in chains begging her young life away in bandra by lanes door to door shop to shop her family she maintains more than her mother she gets more alms leftover food milk and grains for what she is to whom does she complain after all this to catch the mumbra train.. rainy season potholes dangerous drains minding her step to stay alive she has much to obtain
This Ramzan She Prays For Salman Khan, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. the only bollywood actor who helps people of her kind the lame crippled blind he gives them hope where no hope exists an actor as human like him is hard to find beyond caste color creed he loves mankind the only khan well defined .to the bandra slum dwellers .. during disasters fires tragic moments he has helped them in cash and kind
The Muslim Beggar Girl, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. with the milk she got from the milk shop free ... her family will make tea what is left will be for the very little baby .. ramzan time is hope for beggars renewed charity some coins milk of kindness some generosity
The Muslim Beggar Girl Child, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. ration from houses shops she gets ramzan hope is alive never sets some milk she rushes to the nagori milk man before she forgets muslim beggars their struggle hardships i showcase on the internet after i shot her several years back... we never met surely she is her mothers pet .. eyes sharp as marbles hair raven jet.. full of life she has no regrets .. her cosmic fate her pulsating child's emotions caught in a dragnet her fragile gender her greatest threat in muslim society she will be thrown to the vultures early marriage ,, the only outlet ..if she is lucky she will survive or begging on the streets like her mother paying off her husbands debts
Please Give Me A Coin Or Two, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. i promise to bless your family every one near n dear to you god hears our prayers too .. a hundred fold he gives with due respect to you .. in gods world all are equal no christian muslim hindu through charity his measuring scale ..a gift he renews
The Muslim Beggars Bandra Bazar Road.., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. humbled humility a burkha the dress code carrying a heavy load , her child watches her pain as streets unfold a few miserly coins in ramzan seems like precious gold,, before she was born she was bowled her pain will continue even when she turns old,,getting relief only when she is laid in her grave stone cold ...her child watching all this on the threshold as a picture devoid of their souls
the spirit was willing the feet went numb begging from shop to shop house to house ..ya rab living at the pipeline at bandra east away from home in the valley searching for crumbs at what price the cost of human freedom... to be or not to be to live die or succumb
The Madrsa Receipt Book Beggars, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Mostly guys from North India , of dubious backgrounds and not all genuine throng to Mumbai to play on the charitable nature of the Muslims in Bandra backlanes and in the slums .. asking for donations for Muslim seminaries or new mosques or old mosques madrsas to be repaired .
These are the foot soldiers , the other with a loudspeaker , sweetly invokes the fear of God , and exhorts the gullible Muslims to give generously to his volunteers , money any amount , ration , old clothes anything..
Most of the mobile numbers shown on the banner of their trucks are unreachable
And sadly cons scams go on in Ramzan and across the Muslim borders Shias are killed mercilessly , and in Egypt it is no peace or calm as the Muezzin calls dead bodies fall.
Sadly the so called power brokers of Salafi Wahabbi Islam with their stone deaf silence allow all this to take place in Ramzan the Holiest month of Our Lord and Humani…
roz subha tadke savere roza rakhne ke liye uthate hain. gali ke kamine kutte inke peeche pad jate hain aur phir khud apna roza rakhne sairi karne gaib ho jate hain jumerat ko sham main apko uthane ke kam ki baksheesh lene ate hain . yeh ramzan main achha kam kar jatein hain angrezi main yeh awakeners kehlate hain
from west bengal once the land of the left ,,, now with change hope bereft they come to mumbai to beg ..lucky if they are not caught as illegal bangladeshis or framed for theft indians they are but political pawns warped weft ...on a ice cold system corrupt stone deaf
our only valid identity as human beings lies within our souls the only thing we own our withered flesh hungry depleted bones our silence in muted tones our pain on the silhouette of our misery bemoans our echo less stomach as it craves as it groans we the living death prone now in a silent zone during happy times we once shone now you me both alone trying to get sympathy from people whose hearts are made of limestone their ears covered with headphones they hear music immune to our painful moans for them we are the untouchables children of a lesser lord we the unknown
Because We Shoot Beggars People Get Upset, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. for showing india in a poor light we are abused on the internet but than we cant shoot what others shoot we are not in their debt we shoot life as open gutter an overflowing toilet .. people wont give a coin to a beggar but spend thousands on their pet .. mind you we dont sell our pictures the press wont buy them we are form without content but our purpose to awaken those on the top ..who we have never met once they got elected they got far too busy i say this with no regret busy now building malls other assets even for a meal of rs 12 the poor man slogs earns by sweat if he rises against the system implicated in a false case as imminent threat .. once they come in power they have a tendency to completely forget..if they lose in the coming elections they will fume fret through the backdoor a plum post they will get ...
what is he thinking can you tell ..? in his head rings a bell..besides his blindness he has nothing to sell ..no wallets no belts he is a poor salesman selling his impaired blind vision a living hell..the filth squalor smell ..all is not well..ramzan is hope for his kind on these positive thoughts his empty mind dwells ,,, on the seashore of life some broken sea shells .. he remembers he asked the waiter for netajis meal of rs 12 he was abused kicked thrown out of the hotel he dare not complain to the cops ,, they would think he was part of the opposition against a system trying to rebel it is only empty vessels that make the most noise on Twitter every tweet that yells
Garibi Hatao.. Garib Ko Bhagao, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I have not interacted with him as much as I have with Jaffar Bhai the other Muslim beggar , but he too sits outside the bazar and sometimes moves around the market , where as he begs pleading for alms , Jaffar bhai gets alms without invoking passersby ..Both are part of the beggar scene at Bandra Bazar Road.
pehli hui ha charon taraf ramzan ki shan lekin bandra bazar main sirf ghan hi ghan is bazar main darte hain ane ko mehman ek municipal tragedy garbage porn hai iski pehchan...yahan rehte jeete jagte marte insan bheek yahan log kaise dein.. yahan waqt khud bhik mangta hai pareshan kya christain , kya hindu kya parsi kya musalman netaji sirf ayenge 15 agast jhanda ucha udane meherban safed kurta pajama seena tan 12 rupaye main ek pet bhojan jai netaji jai hindustan garbi wah aisi hatayi..garib hi pahunch gaya shamsan ..naye tower kal ayenge jahan aj basa hai garibon ka kabrastan .. jai netaji jai sihans…
One of the most outstanding , dedicated brilliant director of Indian cinema , a man with a zeal a mission to enlighten to entertain..an actors director .. astute with formidable sense of perception for intense scenes as well as action and light family oriented humor..
It has been my good luck to have known Rajji since Ghatak Ghayal and many other mega blockbusters..he is a man of few words , reticent but his mind is Gods Workshop.
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Rajkumar Santoshi (Hindi: राजकुमार सन्तोषी) is a Filmfare award-winning Indian film director and producer of Hindi films. He is the son of producer-director P.L. Santoshi.
Santoshi started his career as an assistant director and worked with Govind Nihalani during the filming of Ardh Satya (1982). He has given collosal hit films at the box office and is known to be one of the most successful directors in Bollywood. His notable fil…