Once upon a time not very long ago this part of Bandra used to get completely flooded , waist deep waters because of the waters coming from Bandra Hill Road during very heavy showers , even the Boran Road that meets this end of Bazar would be flooded .. thanks to choked gutters and Municipal apathy ,, and now these side lanes dont get flooded ..
Even Chinchpokli road and the open ground at Gonsalves Wadi would always be flooded during the rains .
The rustic backlanes of Bandra Bazar Road were flooded today ,, because the Municipality has not cleaned the gutters , and our Municipal corporator hardly cares about the residents woes ,,for the Congress to make a comeback is certainly impossible because even the ex MP or MLA hardly care ,,they are not interested at all ,, demoralized to the core of their political being .
Barring MLA Advocate Ashish Shelar ,, our current MP has given up Bandra for good ,, no initiative no love for Bandra at all.
Maria the leper lady , has gone back to her hometown the rains are not conducive to her leprous condition , her body parts start falling off , and this is the only Mumbai season that is harmful to her being.
Perhaps this year did not shoot her , our paths did not cross , as the place where she sat has been taken over by her daughter Mary,, both Christian converts ,
Marys children are in boarding school.. her daughter might become a nun.The church does save the girlchild ..and the church desperately needs nuns as sisters of Mercy.
Maria is my oldest photo documentary I shot her for many years and this is an old image that I am adding new text and some fresh air ,,
Most of the images I shot in my early years I posted at Flickr moved on but I can always bring them into my current timeline by changing the EXIF data..I wanted to convert this as BW but than I left it as I had shot it , and Marias eyes were like shutters .. they would not let my posts soul in .. I tried to pries upon the s…
nothing but blurred lines
crisscrossing pain trying
to awaken dying hope
divine her son watches
silently two orbs that
shine this world of yours
he looks at me accusingly
will it ever be mine ,,i am
just a beggar kid gone
are my playing days
begging outside the
gates of this holy shrine
Muslim beggars we the
from time immemorial
within the eyes of
a beggar mother
her fate outlined
muslim beggars are not listed as paid medias sensational headlines
This morning the rains did not deter me from going for my walk at MET Grounds Bandra Reclamation.. I reached the grounds at 7.30 am armed with a small foldable umbrella and began my walk with my friend Santosh Singh , we were the only two on the wet soggy flooded grounds ..after Santosh left I continued walking ..I walked 6 km.. and than I spotted this kid having a good time ,, later a lady joined in..
I walked back home via a short cut from the Bandra Reclamation Sunni mosque, the area near the Statue of Jesus and Mary, backlanes of rustic Bandra Bazar was completely flooded the lazy BMC has not cleaned the gutters here I am told by the guy who stays here .
The Bandra Bazar was in bad shape too and first time I did not shoot garbage ,,as I have been having nightmares all my dreams are about garbage , municipal conservancy staff ,,I have taken an appointment with a psychiatrist in my building..seeing me barefeet on Eid she said she would not charge me any money.. and I prefer shootin…