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She Was Waiting For Me When I Passed Her By

She Was Waiting For Me When I Passed Her By, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. i gave her
some money
i shot her
picture
i held in
my palm
her little
childs cry
to beg
or not
to beg
or simply
die oh god
why oh god
why ..her
hidden face
her swollen eyes
was her marriage
to a son of a bitch
this sacrifice ..

I Stole The Color From His Soul

I Stole The Color From His Soul, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
i robbed
him of
the splendor
of his existence
dabbed his
destiny in
charcoal
a part of
his sorrow
i made it
whole

I Am Jesus He Said Friend Of The Living And The Dead

Jesus And Mary

Jesus And Mary, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
exiled
from home
his birth
his source
he set off
on a journey
hope as oars
jesus made his
home on our
shores people
here he loved
they opened
their hearts
faith reinforced
they loved him
he became
the Life Resurrection
essence and core
he stayed back
never thought
of returning home
he became
a server
servant of
the poor
the needy
the homeless
a healing
force ..wiping
a tear
removing
obstacles
pain fear
remorse

The Bandra Skywalk

The Bandra Skywalk, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. public money
wasted gone
down the drain
a flyover from
mahim to santacruz
would have been
better than this
mindless strain ..
but than as indians
even if we are
screwed we dont
complain ,,,silent
complacent we
remain ,,,thereby
our nirvana of peace
we attain.. even
in politics we have
limited options
either we vote
for the devil
or jump in
the deep sea
the same
corruption
the same
governance
with a brand
new face
new leash
we get
chained
no profit
no loss
no gain
fixed price
no bargain

Gandhiji Ab Nahi Ayenge

Gandhiji Ab Nahi Ayenge, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

unhi ke nam
se unke bacche
lanka main ag
lagayenge
ladai age le
jayenge
yakeenan
garibon
ko unka
haq dilayenge

kya aam admi desh
ko bacha payenge
yeh man ki
kok se anewale
bache bata payenge

Nerjis Asif Shakir 9 Month Old

The Second Hand Shoe Shop Bandra

The Second Hand Shoe Shop Bandra, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

His second hand shoe shop is held up by the wall of the Tata Parsi Agiary, and on the corner of Main Hill Road and Chinchpokli Road inner lane connecting to De Monte Street , he lives in the tenements slums of Gonsalves Wadi..

I have known him since we first came to Bandra to stay at Kamla Bai Sadan De Monte street , he has seen my kids grow he has seen me too,as I came at this junction to start my early morning boozing at Irani cafe across the road , or at Yacht the earliest opening booze joint next St Andrew Church, or later at Casbah every night boozing my liver away .. and than as both Irani Cafe and Casbah closed down I moved to another joint close to his cobbler shop Canara booze joint..

So in silence he watched me my life my fall my trepidation my agony my mental chaos than I gave up booze completely he saw me in new light I took up photography as a alternative to booze , a very intoxicating o…

Hazri And Possession At Dargahs And The Other Side of Midnight

Hazri And Possession At Dargahs And The Other Side of Midnight, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
Photography is a lamp visiting dark areas of the mind..and showing the sharp edges jagged ends of the other side of midnight ..the flesh bound in rusty chains from mythological times ..unable to escape the miseries of mankind..

One aspect of my photographic fascination has been shooting possession and it just came as an after thought I have nothing against those that go for spiritual healing at dargahs but there are instances of these hapless people and their relatives being taken for a ride by hoax fraudulent bawas , shamans and the like.

I have shot the hazri loban time at Hussain Tekri Jaorah which according to me is the last destination of lost souls , they come in hordes and as I was here during Chehlum for a few days I did shoot what I could ,I have seen strange stuff I saw a guy at a Holy Shrine who takes on the characterization of a serpent , he was pretty wild whe…

Jab Dabbewala Ata Hai

Jab Dabbewala Ata Hai, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. besabri se
baithe office
main bande
ki bhuk
mitata hai
biwi ke hath
ka lazeez
murg musalam
kathal ka achar
baigan ka bhartha
rumali roti.. aloo
ki bhaji ek ke bad
ek line se pet
main jata hai
rasgule
gulab jamun
sheer korma
aur akhir main
unke hath ka
bana hua pan
afath machata hai
phir woh dakar
unki yad ko internet
ke zariye faceebook
par lata hai..

hai jab dabbewala nahi
ata hai bande ka
dam nikal jata hai

The Dabbawalas in the Rains..

The Dabbawalas in the Rains.., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
no umbrella
no raincoat
sneezing
in the rains
getting your
food on time
is the only
thought in
his brains
monsoonal
pain, dabbawala
bound to his
cosmic
cycle chain
his lifestyle
daring
challenging
but also
simple
plain

dane dane pe likha hai khilanewale ka nam
his testimony to every morsel of food grain
you cant miss him in one or the other lane

Dabbawalas in the Rains

Dabbawalas in the Rains, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
maneuvering
his cycle
like swift
bird on
wheels
the dabbawala
tiffin man
to your office
come rain or
shine promptly
delivers your
meals ,,
from time
seconds
minutes
he steals
he is there
for your
hunger
your wifes
home cooked
food he feels
i dont think
you have 'ever
shared your
food with him
during heavy
showers your
conscience
will reveal
what say
you dear
suneel

Living In The Slums Is Not The Best Option

Living In The Slums Is Not The Best Option, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. no way can
you jump or run
climb the steps
carefully robs
childhood of
all the fun
but getting
a house in
bandra even
in the slums
is not an 'easy
task for everyone
than getting power
a premium is paid
to to the broker
that stuns ,,life
is a slow engine
but mind you
this is bandra west
here standard of living
is well functioned

God Save Mumbai

God Save Mumbai, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
rising prices
the poor man cries
onions made his
pockets dry
law and order
bids the soul
of my beloved city
tata goodbye
criminals one
can understand
even minors
are not scared
of the cops
of mumbai
rape murder
acid thrown
on women
headless
bodies
of women
lets out a cry
why why why
buildings fall
like a pack
of cards
municipal apathy
neglect corruption
the system shut eye
coalition compulsion
the common man dies
right to rejection in
the next elections
should usher in change
to a better renewed
mumbai....netas wanted
to create from its
rib an amchi shanghai