Do They Really Care For The Muslim Man ,, It Is Only His Vote They Want

the guy looked at me sheepishly in his skull cap.. he was still in the mouse trap


caught held captive
to forget or forgive
or move ahead live
let live ..the flesh was
willing the spirit inactive
burden of existence
hardly magic the grass
on the other side an
illusion unattractive
harping on appeasement
to garner votes politically
devious tactic..a system that
divides citizenry based on religion
dangerous not at all progressive
also they the custodian of the
muezzin.. preach but dont practice

The Marathi Vegetable Sellers Grand Daughter Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year Old

Selling vegetables at Bandra Bazar
from one generation to the next .grandmother ,grand pa mother father  and the rest  ,have tried to  give their grand daughter convent education hope for this generation next ..they are trying escape their world of illiteracy I wish them the very best .. no politician that harp on the Marathi Manoos sadly has done to rehabilitate them for better prospects ..

Getting their votes taking  them for another 5 years ride .. a story board of their pain struggle hardship..a fighting test -

Her Grand Pa takes care of Jesus in the Grotto ..Sarv Dharm Ek  All Faith Are One the only Motto this pilgrims progress  ..living in peace with everyone as the main subject is what he with his dedication humility projects ....

Luke 6:40
“A disciple is not above his teacher, but everyone when he is fully trained will be like his teacher.” (ESV)

Where Love Has Gone ,,,

HELLO,
GREETINGS FROM MISS. REMIGIUS KATHERINE MARTINS

I APOLOGIES FOR INTRUDING INTO YOUR PRIVACY, SINCE WE DON’T KNOW EACH OTHER, BUT PAY ATTENTION AND UNDERSTAND MY REASON OF CONTACTING YOU PLEASE DON'T BE ANGRY WITH ME MY DEAR I WAS BROWSING IN THIS SITE,I SAW YOUR PROFILE AND YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS SO I DECIDED NOT TO WRITE YOU IN THE SITE THAN TO WRITE TO YOU DIRECT TO YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS FOR ME TO TELL YOU REASON WHY I CONTACTED YOU.

I AM HAPPY TO GET IN CONTACT WITH YOU AFTER MY DIRECTION TO FIND A NICE TRUSTED AND SINCERE RELIABLE FRIEND I WAS MOTIVATED TO WRITE TO YOU AFTER SEE YOUR CONTACT I KNOW THAT THIS EMAIL WILL MEET YOU IN A GOOD HEALTH AND ALSO SURPRISED.I AM HERE TO SEEK YOUR ADVICE OF WHICH I KNOW THAT IT WILL HELPS ME TO OVERCOME MY SITUATION,

I AM PRESENTLY SINGLE GIRL MY
DEAREST,IN YOUR USUAL TIME, MAY IT PLEASED YOU TO WRITE ME BACK IN MY EMAIL ADDRESS (remigiuskatherine@hotmail.com) SO THAT I WILL EXPLAIN MORE ABOUT MYSELF,MY DETAILS,MY PICTURES AND PURPOSE OF WRITING TO YOU. PLEASE DO NOT NEGLECT A HUMBLE AND LONELY HEART.A GOOD FRIENDSHIP IS THE FOUNDATION BUILD ON OTHER RELATIVE THINGS TO COME. I WAIT PATIENTLY TO HEAR FROM YOU.THANKS AND REMAIN BLESSED
YOURS NEW FRIEND
REMIGIUS KATHERINE MARTINS

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Thank you lonely heart Kathy Remigius Martins ..your message to this beggar poet..advocate of peace humanity ..sent him on a spin..the heart is a lonely hunter .
trapped from within.. is love an illusion a mirage or does it have its abode in the
claustrophobic chamber of the heart or does it lie beneath the skin..

I wonder confused , entrapped by my
impulsive desire whether I should again fall in love burn my fingers to begin  ,, will
you be able to leave your homeland your siblings , to come be my second wife the most treasured thing ..this polygamous poet wont live with you in sin..share my humble abode my kith and kin..

Sweet Kathy answer me ..benignly across the oceans that separate us my sweet something..I want nothing from you just your body soul your inner thing..that special
flower of desire ..the velvety touch its fair skin

True love is Discipline ,, your buxom beauty held by a thin veil and a diamond breast pin..your trembling quivering lips ..do let me in , this urban brown libidinous but not lecherous Indian burnt urban brown,, Friendly Djinn

Simplicity shot by Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 year old

“Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”
― Leonardo da Vinci

He is a Hindu who takes care of a grotto housing Jesus near my house , he and his wife are street vegetable sellers  ..outside the grotto at Bandra Bazar Road , the grotto is a Portuguese heritage 16 th century ,,,
Elections come once in five years , but their lives status is unchanged , every rehabilitation scheme for the poor only made the politician builder nexus richer stronger and more corrupt..this is the reality of our times , the poor are remembered by the political party candidate only during elections per se ..after the elections are over it is back to reality for everyone including the neglected son of the soil , the
Marathi Manoos..

As yet the sitting MP or the AAP candidate or the BJP have yet not seen the plight the
filth the neglect in my area.. our democratic process needs to be made citizen friendly not just the poor the slum dwellers or the middle class or even the rich..

After the person  wins he will come one last time with exploding crackers , drums  known as the winning procession rally ,, than they will disappear for another 5 long years .

Those that elected them wont ever be able to reach them in their ivory towers ,only their chamchas will do your work for a price .
This is the sad effect of the ensuing Dance of Democracy, last two elections I shot this political drama on the streets .. all on Flickr .. this year I have turned my back on this political documentation.

I might take Nerjis who has shot this picture tweaked by me to shoot the streets on Voting Day 2 April Tryst With  destiny  and let her see the state of affairs the chaos for missing names on the voting list , dead members coming alive to vote and the Great Comedy Show of All Times Our Elections .

The very rich super class will be at Goa Murud Janjira Khim having a ball and will come grumble when the system  fails .

We are not happy with any of the candidates in our area , their tall prmises we will be generously using the NOTA button..registering our Vote as a protest against the people we hope to vote out this time ..

The Healing Touch..

of a child ..
soft tender mild
in a world where
muslim beggars
are humiliated
racially profiled
demarginalized
reviled ..she
shoots their
pain pathos
street agony
nerjis asif shakir
my grand child
destiny touched
her smiled ..
her story
through my
poetry blogs
humbly
compiled

The Healing Touch

nerjis offered  a tenner
to the wife of the blind beggar
tenderly she clutched as such
whispered softly to the child
nerjis thank you so much..

The House That God Built ..

compassion hope faith
as bricks  structured
wont wilt ..for his followers
a welcome on red carpet
of peace soft as quilt
they come confess
free of guilt ..