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The Fuck Up Is That Hardly Those Who Shoot The Street Know What Street Photography Is All About

The Fuck Up Is That Hardly Those Who Shoot The Street Know What Street Photography Is All About, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

photographer s
with heavy loads
of their expensive
camera lenses
dragging them
in their shoulder
bags ostentatiously
shoot the street
drama like cut outs
but none shoot
the poetry of life
street photography
is rhythm that
not from the camera
but from the soul
of poetry sprouts
spreads its fragrance
within and without
street photography
is not for the philistine
it is for the devout
a picture embedded
on the soul of
the viewers
consciousness
never fades out
scenes that the
camera cannot spot
only the poet
of photography
from nothingness
forces out ,,,,

Why Are There More Muslim Beggars In Every Street Corner Of Mumbai

Why Are There More Muslim Beggars In Every Street Corner Of Mumbai, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
be it kurla
mahim
bandra
bhendi bazar
the silhouette
of the muslim
beggar is not
too far , blind
deformed
little muslim
girls at traffic
signals running
behind cars
or a shameless
useless lazy
muslim husband
with a child on
his shoulder
his burkha clad
wife begging
outside ladies
bar..i have seen
shot so many
muslim beggars
from near and far
beggary the only
non taxable business
nagad no udhar ..

This Was Shot While Shooting The Red Light Area Of Mumbai

This Was Shot While Shooting The Red Light Area Of Mumbai, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
shooting
the last vestige
of womanhood
held captive
in a homeless
cage ..overdone
raunchy once
young now old
hags how they
had aged ..
as they lifted
their skirts
to show
their wares
giving walkers
by come hither
stares ..dark
doomed cubicle
sweaty fetid lair
a creaking cot
a bed bug
infested
mattress
picture of
the last madam
walls weeping
in need of repair
a stale flower
gajra in her hair
for a few measly
battered rupee
her overused
body part
she would
share
a passage
of pain illusions
her living
nightmare
unable to free
herself from
this evil snare
a picture i shot
while outside
the music blared
heena the hijra
led me out
down the stairs

Gauri

Gauri, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
I have been
shooting
goddess
gauri
over
the years
her son
Omkhara
remover
of obstacles
she wipes
your tears
to your sad
life she adds
hope joy cheer
call she appears
all problems
disappear

you got be be positive you got to be sincere ,,her voice you must hear..mind without frontiers

In India Women Have To Perform

In India Women Have To Perform, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.


a candle
in the wind
in the eye
of a storm
walking a tight
rope the only
norm work
struggle
suffer
beg
deformed
the lost
voice of
womanhood
on every
platform

Dr Reza Masoudi Nejad at My House

Dr Reza Masoudi Nejad at My House, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Dr Reza Masoudi Nejad is an architect and urban morphologist; he received his Ph.D. in Urban Regional Planning from The Bartlett, University College London. His main research area is urban transformation with a specific interest in the interaction between society and space through rituals. He has carried out research on Muharram processions in Iran and India. After completing his Ph.D., Dr Masoudi Nejad was a research fellow at the Max Planck Institute (MPI-MMG) for two years and recently joined SOAS as a Research Associate.


Dr Reza Masoudi visited my house and it was in connection with Moharam he wanted to shoot on his next visit ,, and when he did visit and shot Moharam I was in Hyderabad ,,

Dr Reza Masoudi endeared himself to the Iranian community in Mumbai and people remember him till today , they inquire about him at at Imamwada and Moghul Masjid Iranian mosque .

Its been a long time now and we are…

She Got Pregnant And He Still Insists It Was An Accident

She Got Pregnant And He Still Insists It Was An Accident, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
he used to
lift her from
the shop
onto the
street
now
he innocently
tells me it
was the heat
because he
always held
her by her
feet
how it
happened
a thought
he tries
to delete
now she
will be
the mother
of his child
he repeats
it was karma
consensual
more sensual
bitter sweet
her silence
his silence
a pact
complete
on 25 dec
is the due
date
fatherly
feat
this happens
only in india
sur aur sangeet

Darkness At Midday

Darkness At Midday, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Are The Criminals In Mumbai Scared Of Our Cops ,,,


after reading
the midday
this morning
i wonder
i shudder
when will
all this stop
will heinous
brutal rape
end immediately
by changing
people on the top
somewhere
someone
has to take
responsibility
when law and order
flops ..by simply
putting the issue
beneath the carpet
the bloodstains
someone needs
to mop ...as
crime in our
beloved city
continues
non stop
a womans
body fished
out from bandra
reclamation
cut in half
butchered hope
slaughtered
mercilessly
a statistic
clinically
chopped

The Muslim Vote Counts In Bandra

Mumbai Does Not Need Beat Marhsals Or Municipality ,,It Needs A CEO And Corporate Infrastructure

God Save You From Beat Marshals ,,, Who Hide In Corners To Nab You

Salamwale Kum

Love Is Finding A Safe Place Far From The Maddening Crowds

Bandra The Ageing Tired Queen Of The Suburbs

In Mumbai All Stations Look Alike ,,, Even As Indians We All Look Alike

Fuck Shoes

Fuck Shoes, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

The Prestigious Borivali Station..of Mumbai

Now I Too Am Going Back To Seep.. Blogging Is Causing Pain To Another Mans Ass

Welcome To Borivai Station.. Yes Railways Should Be Privatized

if he dies there, will any one notice? sorry meld they will give it a miss ,,,continue to piss

I Could Have Gone On Shooting Him Merely To Learn Photography

I Shoot Hope Stranded On An Island of Despair ,,,Fuck Who Cares

the fundamental right to fuckin live

She Got Pregnant And He Still Insists It Was An Accident

I Take A Bus From Borivali To Gorai To Meet A Boywood Film Director

The Worst Breed Are The Stunt Cycle Kids Of Bandra

In The Long Run It Is Man Who Carries The Burden Of Married Life

The Dying Race Of The Shoe Shine Man Of Indian Railways

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother, "What will I be?

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother, "What will I be?, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Will I be pretty, will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me

"Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be"


she is a traffic signal beggar girl of bandra and what dreams they died before she was born

the moment she came out of her mothers fucked womb .. her dreams were gone ,,,begging at bandra station signal sv road ,,, to the sounds of horns ,, the lights at the traffic ,, go off and on.. before she reaches maturity will be married of to an old man outworn.. still remain a beggar now with a burkha bloated tummy baby unborn..

My City Is Dying Because Those Who Rule It Are Not From Mumbai

My City Is Dying Because Those Who Rule It Are Not From Mumbai, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
from the slums
of bandra they
come running
after cars rickshas
beggars they
become ,, parents
are happy it
adds to their
depleting income
now there is a big
risk the soul goes
numb.. you know
the city of mumbai
a larger shakti mills
thanks to failed
law order ,, a political
outcome fetid fulsome
improving night life
improve womens day life
murders rapes gruesome
weep Mumbai weep
bludgeoned by the system
not just saints in the ashram
every childrens home has
a sad story ..of traumatized
violations brutalization
mumbai gomorrah and sodom
it is my city that is the prey victim

Man Eats Money.. No Money Eats Man

The Dying Race Of The Shoe Shine Boy

Do You Know Him.. He Is The Dying Race Of The Shoe Shine Boy

Do You Know Him.. He Is The Dying Race Of The Shoe Shine Boy, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

he will
be dead
pretty soon
before the
showers
before he
blooms
hooked
to smell
inhaling
boot polish
deathly
gloom
yes yes
i shoot
deleted
dreams
i shoot
doom

before
they die
their dreams
i exhume

The Childs World Is How You Create It

The Child In A Birds Cage

The Child In A Birds Cage, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
his wings
of innocence
clipped
in a sad state
held captive
his cosmic fate
what is freedom
lets not debate
such is the mind
of little children
where we create
hate destroy
their inner angst
with what we
inscribe with
our traits ,,
before we can
change them
groom them
instill good
qualities it
is too late

Without Memories ,, The Soul Would Have Died Long Before It Began To Live

Without Memories ,, The Soul Would Have Died Long Before It Began To Live, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

nothing
but hope
for an unborn
tomorrow we
give ..can we
be human
if we dont
forgive ,,
we die
as we live
in a fish bowl
held captive
you were lucky
as a memory
the living you
outlive ,,,but
a path of love
an unflinching
bond held firmly
within the soul
of your children
your relatives

I Shoot What The Human Eye Does Not See ...

GSB Journey

GSB Journey, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. the lords
journey
begins
healing
feeling
washing
away sins
gaud saraswat
brahmin,,.going
with the lord
on a cosmic
cavorting spin...
vermilion
flying
in the air
drumbeats
reverberate
happiness
joy and din
as the boys
girls dance
the oldies
nostalgically
remember
those memories
that soothingly
touches them
from within

GSB

GSB, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Grace
Spiritual
Beauty
GSB
Remover
of Obstacles
Savior of Humanity
As he moves
towards the Sea
Touches his
followers his
children lovingly
GSB
Godliness
Serenity
Bliss
His Cosmic
Reality
Fighting
Against
Oppression
Granting Equality
Freedom Liberty
GSB Hope
Peace Harmony

GSB

GSB, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Grace
Spiritual
Beauty
GSB
Remover
of Obstacles
Savior of Humanity
As he moves
towards the Sea
Touches his
followers his
children lovingly
GSB
Godliness
Serenity
Bliss
His Cosmic
Reality
Fighting
Against
Oppression
Granting Equality
Freedom Liberty
GSB Hope
Peace Harmony

Thank You Lord GSB...