Saturday, September 19, 2015

GSB Seva Mandal King Circle 2015

Akimchanaarti Marjanam Chirantanokti Bhaajanam
Puraari Poorva Nandanam Suraari Garva Charvanam
Prapancha Naasha Bheeshanam Dhananjayaadi Bhushanam
Kapola Daana Vaaranam Bhajaey Puraana Vaaranam.
Meaning: I worship the ancient elephant God who destroys the pains of the poor, who is the abode of Aum, who is the first son of Lord Shiva (Shiva who is the destroyer of triple cities), who destroys the pride of the enemies of the Gods, who is frightening to look at during the time of world's destruction, who is fierce like an elephant in rut and who wears Dhananjaya and other serpents as his ornaments.

Street Photography With HTC Desire 826

Since the time I bought the HTC Desire 826 a few months back ,after having used Blackberry , Xiaomi, Motorola G , Lumia , Lenovo to name a few I took the HTC as it was within my budget ,,after paying the difference and giving two Motorolas in exchange at Cell Corner Bandra Hill road and they give great prices for your old phones better than Decent also on the same road.

I had to pay Rs 15000 only as difference I have shot over 5000 images on the HTC 826 and most of the videos on my You Tube Channel.. I have over 400 videos most shot on HTC 826 ,,

And I am happy with his phone after all the heartbreaks with the other phones I cant afford IPhone or other costly phones and I use this camera phone on my walk as I hardly carry my DSLR which can be obtrusive and bulky..

The ponies belong to a friend . he uses them on Bandstand for childrens rides ,,and they acknowledge my presence as I carried a carrot for one of them .. and with a camera phone you dont shoot pictures only shit heads shoot pictures , you shoot stories .. stories that are happening every second every minute all you need is an eye and responding reflexes and yes most important Fuck F Stops ,,

Najma 3 Year Old Muslim Beggar Another Lost Future

I had shot both mother and daughter in the morning on the holiest of holy Muslim Friday ,, later at  2 pm  as I was passing the Khoja Shia Mosque Bazar Road for some work at Carter Road I spotted her sitting outside the Mosque and the child fast asleep on the pavement besides her ,, she looked at me and for a moment I saw her lost world her childs lost future .

I had once asked her a few months back why she begged all she told me her husband was bedridden and they came here from the distant suburbs to beg,, if you see my Muslim Beggars of India set at Flickr she is there among the 4000 images shot by me and both my granddaughters .

She comes with another Muslim lady and both beg a lane that touches the building where I stay ..and mind you there are many like her swarming the city Mosques Shrines seeking succor and help..helplessly holding on to a drowning straw..

I give them money my wife gives them my grandkids old clothes that they have outgrown.. head scarf etc,..but that does not really a street photographer street documentarist I shoot pain,,recurring pain that does not end  after the few coins thrown at them in the name of misplaced Muslim charity ,, charity even charity shudders on the dead shriveled  soul of Humanity .

GSB Seva Mandal 2015 The Lord Beckons The Beggar Poet