I shoot beggars should not be held against me in the Court of God,,, and beggars are real , they add color and chaos to Mumbai life..
I am a street documentarist and let the camera tell the story of the people I shoot ,,, beggars is a travesty of humanity ..we create beggars because our religiosity appeases god charity through them , beggary is a fine art a science and a fast growing profession too.
Finally before going to Ganesh Gully Mumbai Chya Raja I came to Ganesh color lab had tea and some snacks offered to me by Hemants wife, Hemant is one of the finest art photographers , always experimenting, and always innovative .
When I come to Lalbagh I always visit his studio as a place of pilgrimage.
Michchhāmi Dukkaḍaṃ is an ancient Prakrit phrase literally meaning — may all the evil that has been done be fruitless. It is especially used on the Kshamavani Diwas or Forgiveness Day, celebrated on Samvatsari, the concluding day of the eight or ten day Paryushana festival, one of the main festivals of the Jain community. On this day, Jains request forgiveness from each other for all offences committed. The phrase is also used when a person makes a mistake, or recollects making one in everyday life, or when asking for forgiveness in advance for inadvertent ones.[
Khamemi Savve JivaI forgive all living beings. Savve Jiva Khamantu meMay all souls forgive me, Mitti me Savva BhooesuI am friendly terms with all, Veram Majjham Na KenviI have no animosity toward any soul. Michchhami DukkadamMay all my faults be dissolved. Etymology[edit source | editbeta]
we spend money on useless paver blocks useless skywalks but we have no money to rehabilitate street kids urchins crumbling rocks without direction become thiefs addicts rapists future shock their destiny s doors permanently locked .. every step a stumbling block hang them but first find the root cause ..take stock
The GSB Big Boss ,,,, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. i had to shoot him of course positive full of life the lord was his kinetic force he was on the right course on his strong shoulders was the destiny of his race his pride he was the winning horse in his twinkling eyes no place for remorse