Tuesday, November 19, 2013

kaano say lahu bahta hai ruqsaar hai neeley yeh shakl na abbas ko dikhlao sakina

سدا رہے گا حُسین کا غم


سدا رہے گا حُسین کا غم

یہ شورِ گریہ یہ شورِ ماتم
سنی ہوئی داستانِ پیہم
اک آہ بن کر اُبھر رہی ہے
وہ کربلا کی صدائے پُرنم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

اُٹھے جو ظلم و ستم کے جھونکے
سوال یہ تھا کہ کون روکے
حُسین ابنِ علی کے در پر
جمی ہوئی تھی نگاہِ عالم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

بڑھا جو حد سے غرورِ باطل
تڑپ اُٹھا پھر حُسین کا دل
چلا حرم کو وطن سے لے کر
ندائے زینب بنا کہ پرچم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

اصولِ فکر و عمل کو موڑا
یزیدیت کے فسوح کو توڑا
ہر ایک دیوارِ ظلم ڈھا کر
بنا گیا دیں کا قصرِ محکم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

جفائوں کا دل ہلا کہ اُٹھا
جو قبرِ اصغر بنا کہ اُٹھا
جواں کی میت پہ مُسکرا کر
بدل گیا فکرِ نسلِ آدم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

سنبھل کے ٹوکے ہمیں زمانہ
گزر گیا دورِ تعزیانہ
بغور سُن لیں جہان والے
اب اس عالم کے ہیں پاسبان ہم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

نہ رُک سکی ہے نہ رُک سکے گی
اعزائِ مظلوم کیا لٹے گی
دلوں کی ہر اک دھڑکنوں سے
اُبھر رہی ہے صدائے ماتم
سدا رہے گا ۔۔۔

sada rahega hussain ka gham

ye shor e giryan ye shor e matam
suni hui daastan e payham
ek aah bankar ubhar rahi hai
wo karbala ki sada e purnam
sada rahega....

uthay jo zilm o sitam ke jhonke
sawaal ye tha ke kaun roke
hussain ibne ali ke dar par
jami hui thi nigaahe aalam
sada rahega....

bada jo hadh se ghuroor e baatil
tadap utha phir hussain ka dil
chala haram ko watan se lekar
nidaye zainab banake parcham
sada rahega....

usoole fikr o amal ko moda
yazeediyat ke fasooh ko toda
har ek dewaar e zulm dhaakar
bana gaya deen ka qasre mohkam
sada rahega....

jafaon ka dil hila ke utha
jo qabr e asghar bana ke utha
jawan ki mayyat pe muskurakar
badal gaya fikre nasle adam
sada rahega....

sambhal ke tokay hamay zamana
guzar gaya daur taaziyana
ba ghaur sunle jahan waale
ab is alam ke hai paasban hum
sada rahega....

na ruk saki hai na ruk sakegi
aza e mazloom kya lutegi
dilon ki har ek dhadkano se
ubhar rahi hai sadaye matam
sada rahega....

ye soch ke jee khol ke tum ashq bahana majlis jahan hogi wahan aati hai sakina paani na mila aaj bhi pyasi hai sakina pyasi hai sakina haaye pyasi hai sakina

Moharam is a Protest .. A Banner of Revolt Against Oppression Colored Red

yes he bled
on the sands
of karbala
when yazid
cut his head
the blood
spread
over hills
plains
cities
countries
keeping our
fight alive
1400 years
hussain lives
with every
bleeding stroke
yazid is dead
but yazids
followers
kill us bomb
us persecute
us but cant
kill the spirit
of hussainyat
karbala in every
land ashura
every day
instead
our tears
for mother
zehra
as we
move
ahead

Shooting Moharam Is Not Just Taking Pictures

The All Kargil (Ladahk) Students Union Delhi (AKSUD)

http://daily.bhaskar.com/article/JM-ashura-a-voice-against----yazidiyat-students-of-kargil-show-the-way-4084419-PHO.html

Shot In The Hotel Room The Night I Reached Delhi



After I finished all my work in Delhi I got a hotel room at Chitli Qabar near Juma Masjid , a decent self contained room at Al Rashid , and these were the first two frames I shot on reaching Delhi..

I Will Be Back Shortly ,,, Work Break

Ab Ap Batieye Kya Yeh Apko Hamara Naya Sal Lagta Hai ..

I Wish I Could Shoot Pictures With My Camera ,,,

If Only Moharam Pictures Could Be Shot As Pictures I Would Stop Being A Poet

The Pride Of Bibi Zainabs Chador

Na Puchiye Ke Kya Hussain Hai


yeh ho chuka hai faisla no koie dusra khuda na koie dusra hussain hai

Ghame Hussain Yarab Koie Tamasha Hai Garib Karte Hain Matam Amir Dekhte Hain

Yes I Do Miss My Dreads .. Now When I Cut My Head

Yes I Got Her Finally ,, The Elusive Huntress

Only Photographers and Fools Enter Where Angels Fear To Tread

Yeh Gham Agar Tum Samajh Lete ...Ham Aur Tum Aman Main Rehte

Photography Makes You A Complete Man

Mujh se mat pooch mere gham mein kya rakha hai

Ek shola hai jo seene mein chhoopa rakha hai

Main ne is dard mein duniya ko bhula rakh hai

Shooting Moharam in Delhi With A Bleeding Camera

shooting a sea
of black clothes
weeping faces
beating hands
flying blades
detailing on
the soul of
human sorrow
whatever it saw
in JPEG and RAW
barefeet wintry
warmth..hope
held by a straw
in a cosmic jaw
YA ZEHRA YA MA
yeh gham hame
apni virasat main mila
jeena marna kuch bhi
nahi is gham ke siwa
hussain ne bachaya
la he laha il allal la
de di gardan na ki
bayt ,,ya hussain
jazakallah

Blogging Is Addictive ..But Not Injurious To Health

All this while I uploaded my pictures the same size I shot them but it takes too much time , and I want to finish this series ..I have two more cards remaining , so I am now using the Fotosizer , make the size smaller and post the same at Flickr ,,I uploaded 91 images but I dont like posting my pictures on Facebook , I post randomly now ..
So please see my Flickr set on Moharam in Delhi Ashura 2013.

I have a running nose bad cold congested chest I am catching on my pending work, rushed to town last evening , and again this morning I have to rush back to town..I dont carry my camera .. I took just one camera to Delhi and I shot less , about 3 cards ...

My last day in Delhi I shot the Juma Masjid area and the Dargah Nizamuddin Aulia..

I had an encounter with a Sada Suhagin Sufi order at the Dargah, they dress like woman but are married men, and this guy Hassan was from Hoshiarpur his disciples were with him , he was loaded and was giving money to everyone generously..I wont be posting these pictures publicly , perhaps a single resized copy, he had a bangles a nose ring all in gold , and carried a transistor he was about 30 year old.

And I have shot these Sada Suhagis Mossa Suhagin , some with beards in ladies attire , and I met them in Mumbai at Chor Bazar, later at Ajmer and Haji Malang.. I blocked this rare documentary from public view along with my transgender pictures

Even God Cant Save You From Being Shot By A Photographer

Photography Is Taking The Bull By Its Horns ,,,

This Kashmiri Dude Does Matam In Public But Did Not Want Me To Shoot His Pictures

And my head was cut too, I was wrapped in a bleeding bandage I did tell him , I was not shooting pictures for fun.. I wanted our bleeding blood to tell the story of our pain , our peaceful though graphic protest against the Yazids of our time..

So I salute the Delhi lady photographer , who I assume was Soumya Khandelwal, of HT.. moving straight into their faces and shooting their pain , choosing angles , perspective to great advantage , with her head covered with a shawl, and wiping away the blood from her lens.. I salute you Maam...

Kash Main Bhi Hota Maidan e Karbala Main

Kargil Shias Ashura Delhi 2013

Kargil Shias Ashura Delhi 2013

The Kargil Shias Mourn For Imam Hussain Ashura Delhi 2013

Kargil (Ladakhi: ཀར་གིལ་; Urdu: کرگل ‎; Hindi: करगिल) is a town, which serves as the headquarters of Kargil district of Ladakh in the state of Jammu and Kashmir in India. It is the second largest town in Ladakh after Leh.[2] It is located 60 km and 204 km from Drass and Srinagar to the west respectively, 234 km from Leh to the east, 240 km from Padum to the southeast and 1,047 km from Delhi to the south.
Geography[edit]

Kargil has an average elevation of 2,676 metres (8,780 feet), and is situated along the banks of the Suru River (Indus). The town of Kargil is located 205 km (127 mi) from Srinagar,[3] facing the Northern Areas across the LOC. Like other areas in the Himalayas, Kargil has a temperate climate. Summers are hot with cool nights, while winters are long and chilly with temperatures often dropping to −48 °C (−54 °F).[4]
Transport[edit]

An Indian national highway (NH 1D) connecting Srinagar to Leh cuts through Kargil, as well as an airport.
A famous all-weather road, the Kargil-Skardu road linked Kargil with Skardu, a city in Gilgit-Baltistan. The road has been closed since 14 August 1947.[5][6][7]
History[edit]

Present-day Kargil was not the natural capital of the region, or Purig as it was also known. Earlier, Purig consisted of a number of small but independent kingdoms, which included Chiktan, Phokhar, Sot and the Suru Valley. These tiny principalities would often fight among themselves over petty issues. Gasho “Thatha Khan”, an exiled prince in the 9th century AD, is perhaps the first ruler who brought together all the territories under a united administration. Another sultan of Purig extended his kingdom to include Zanskar Pashkum and Sodh, pretty much the territory of the present Kargil district. He is referred to as “the Purig Sultan”. His capital was based at Karpokhar in the Suru Valley. The other famous kings of Kargil were Boti Khan, Abdal Khan, Amrood Choo, Tsering Malik, Kunchok Sherab Stan and Thi Sultan.
It is said that it was the period of Ali Sher Khan Anchan, the famous ruler of Skardu, in the late 16th and early 17th centuries which had a great influence on the area. This prince from Baltistan conquered most of the principalities of Purig and introduced Balti culture in the Kargil district. Subsequently, it was the Dogras who united Baltistan, Purig, Zanskar and present-day Leh district in the first half of the 19th century under a single administrative unit, which lasted till 1947 when a new line of control was demarcated between India and Pakistan dividing Skardu and Kargil.[8]
Before the Partition of India in 1947, Kargil was part of the Baltistan district of Ladakh, a sparsely populated region with diverse linguistic, ethnic and religious groups, living in isolated valleys separated by some of the world's highest mountains. The First Kashmir War (1947–48) concluded with the LOC bisecting the Baltistan district, with the town and district of Kargil lying on the Indian side in the Ladakh subdivision of the Indian state of Jammu and Kashmir.[9] At the end of Indo-Pakistani War of 1971, the two nations signed the Simla Agreement promising not to engage in armed conflict with respect to that boundary.[10]
In 1999 the area saw infiltration by Pakistani forces. They were repulsed by India in the Kargil War. The area that witnessed the infiltration and fighting is a 160 km long stretch of ridges overlooking this only road linking Srinagar and Leh.[11] The military outposts on the ridges above the highway were generally around 5,000 metres (16,000 ft) high, with a few as high as 5,485 metres (18,000 ft).[12]
Demographics[edit]

As of the 2001 census, Kargil District had a population of 119,307 people.[1] As per the 2011 census, the population had grown by 20.18% to 143,388 people (equal to 1.14% of the total population of Jammu and Kashmir), with children under 6 years constituting 10% of the population.[13] The male-to-female sex ratio was 1,000:776; population density 10 persons/km2.[14] Kargil had an average literacy rate of 74.49% (slightly more than the national average of 74.04%) – male literacy at 86.73% and female literacy at 58.05%.
People in Kargil are of mixed Dard and Tibetan descent. The inhabitants of Kargil were adherents of Tibetan Buddhism until the 14th-15th centuries when Muslim missionaries began to proselytise to the local people. Today, 90% of Kargil's population are Shia Muslim, 5% Sunni and 5% Tibetan Buddhist. The architecture of older mosques in Kargil combines Tibetan and Iranian styles, while newer mosques architectural styles tend to follow those of modern Iranian and Arabic styles.
Religions in kargil
ReligionPercent
Hindus

.5%
Muslims

95%
Buddhists

4.5%
Distribution of religions
†Includes Sikhs (0.2%), Buddhists (<0.2%).
See also[edit]

Kargil War
Munshi Aziz Bhat Museum of Central Asian and Kargil Trade Artifacts

The Kashmiri Shias And Ghame Hussain Ashura Delhi 2013

I have been fascinated with the Kashmiri Shias and their emotive poetic nature of pain , their nohas , their gestures the texture and quality of their sorrow sadness mourning hits you instantly ,, and I shot the Kashmiri Shia migrant of Yakub Gully in Mumbai , than I shot the Kashmiri Shias in Kolkatta , and I got first hand of their sensitivity their love of Imam Hussain at Hussain Tekri Jaorah, it was so hard hitting that I grabbed a short sword from a surprised Shia Kashmiri and leaping into the air cracked my head open,, this is Kashmiri pain , and who cares for AIDS ,,,HIV using the same dagger he was using , when you mourn for Hussain mortality takes back seat , and Ido not glorify blood letting but I shoot it ,.. much before Moharam , when the sacrificial goat bleeds during Bakra Eid I know .. the seasom of our pain is close at hand .. call us what you like every feast in Islam comes goes but Moharam never ends the pain of living being persecuted being killed .. even mocks Death.. And I am educated , somewhat cultured , I once may have been scared of cutting my head spoiling my blonde dread locks but once Hussain entered my soul..I never looked back, I shoot all religion , I shoot Hinduism, Sufism , Christianity but now I hardly shoot Moharam , as sometimes I was bullied by the bigots of my own community in Mumbai , so I shoot the pain of Shias in different city and showcase their angst , their fervor , I cut my head with them for one moment become a Hyderabdi , a Delhiwala a Chennai Shia ..no I am sorry I cant be a Mumbaikar Shia .. not anymore ,,,

And the Kashmiri Shia for me is a lantern ,, leading me away from darkness and spiritual chaos ,,,I am what I am am I chose to be what I am..and I decided to get away from congregational commotions of my reclusive soul I became a Malang ,,,

The Passion Of A Delhi Photographer ,, I Salute ,, For Shooting My Faith I Shot Your Picture As My Tribute ,,,

The Kashmiryat of Ghame Hussain..

i wish
i could explain
their fervor love
of hussain beyond
the essence of
every grain touching
the human heart
sending a message
to the brain..as drops
of blood fall like weeping
rain ...binding the poetry
of life in abids chains
ghame hussain the only
reason to live die ..
be hussaini be humane
we cut our heads back
we bleed yet you complain
ham rahe ya na rahen
as our blood from our
bodies drain.. only
ya hussain ya hussain
'resounding a chant
is what remains

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