Hooked

I am on Flickr since 2007 I am following 2000 people and I have 1800 followers , I am blocking over 1500 people ,,for no fault of theirs they have fetish for porn..and I cannot add them I mean I understand artistic nudes but hardcore porn is beyond me ,, than I block those who add me with fake names and no profile photo ..I have had some great friends very old friends and they got out of hand using me as a punching bag because of their fucked dried up sex lives or whatever megalomania I blocked them too..

There was a person a typical Bengali shooting landscapes a part poet and he got upset seeing Naga cocks on my Kumbh pictures and got nasty in his comments I dumped him too.. I mean I dont understand when you add me you take me with the baggage of my quirks idiosyncrasies ,,I dont demolish a persons character because of the pictures he shoots ,,you want to see some of my images but are not happy with the the cultural ritualistic bloodletting scenes I shoot beats me ,, Fuck dont you read a persons profile glance his photostream.. before adding him and I am saying this to a Flickr member ,,

A lot of people add me first I check the profile ,it maybe very tame flowers or a single picture and his favorites will be a rhapsody of genitalia I block him..I block all transgender , hijras others not that I have any issue with them most of the stuff on their timelines is gross even as nudes ,, I am not interested in you silicon boobs or your negligee pictures ,,and you going down on anything with two legs or four legs ,,

I am not interested in your religious profile ,,it hardly bothers me ,, but dont dump it on me I am not interested ,, and initially I took a lot of rap for my Shia pictures , I was abused called foul names but than I am happy being a Shia I am not interested in your pristine Islam that kills more Muslims than God kills accidentally or naturally.

This is my soliloquy it is not addressed to you..its my voice trying to come out from a trapped moment in time ,,

I have an average of 35000 views everyday on my images and despite the fact that the biggest views once upon a time were on my Hijra pictures , the crossdressers and the Mumbai Pride ,, I locked it all up threw the key away. Now I shoot all this as a documentary not for titillation or voyeuristic reasons ,,There are people at Flickr who add me certainly not for my beggar pictures or my shit garbage .. and I add them back though I dont shoot will never shoot what they shoot ..
I type with one finger of a permanently damaged hand but I make it a point to scroll those on my contact list.. friends only at Flickr I favorite pictures I comment on pictures ,,

Here I hope you all will forgive me I have a very few people whom I know thoroughly well on my Facebook Feed I cant go through 2000 peoples list and out of the 2000 very few are photographers ,,and I am here as a photographer ..but a photographer who is a hardcore blogger ,,and my text book of photography is my Flickr feed .. I learn get inspired from the diverse works of my friends ,, I have some great photographer friends .. some old dear friends from Buzznet ,, but two people I really am influenced by at Flickr are Eric Parker we connected because of my Chor Bazar pictures in 2007 and the most stylish impeccable street photographer Akbar Simonse from Amsterdam .

I mean I would kill myself if I had to shoot the camera club kind of shit that they preachify through their brochures and newsletters I dont want to be another KG Maheshwari ,, I want my own intrinsic style and pictorial thought ,,I am changing with the times ,, I started shooting stills as moving pictures storyboard because I was inspired by this Chinese guy shooting 500 tea drinkers and he continues .. 

I am not a photography teacher I shoot as I talk as I breathe .. it all comes from inside and as I am a loner in the crowd I taught my grandkids not to shoot photography like other photographers shoot no Fuck F Stops no text book,.. I taught them the only thing right hold the camera like you hold a slippery fish in your hand pictures will take care of themselves and than I realized the only granddaughter I never taught anything Zinnia Fatima 3 year old can shoot pictures as good as Nerjis and Marziya.

And I am blogging this at Facebook.. thoughts coming out from a clockwork orange .. If I stop photography , stop shooting pictures I will be stilll producing pictures and thoughts by tweaking images from my Flickr archives 350000 of mindless thoughts posing as visuals ,, And I almost puke every morning when I see the DNA paper and few other papers .. I need not say anything sometimes the pictures in the papers cant even speak a single word.. 

We in all humility have been influenced by the pictures we saw in newspapers now it is full of crap.. barring a few ..and I demystified the way I saw my world through the camera I trained my grandkids by letting them shoot garbage ,, and now they even see God clearly ,, even if it is at Mount Marys church,. or the Ganesha pandas that Nerjis will shoot in a day or too.. 
I would go berserk posting GIFS ,, and other shit that I see here on Facebook what beats me you could be as creative with your mobile phone ,, 

if you only put your heart to it ,, 

Now I will search for a picture to add fuel to fire 

Hooked yes ,, blog line and sinker

The Long Lost Malang From Bandra and Original Content

He was an iconic person , who begged peacefully in Bandra , and was equally humble and endearing to all communities , knew the Shlokas that he recited in Hindu shops , offered prayers for the well being of Humanity .

I met him many a times after I shot him in 2005 but since last three years I have not seen him at all, he was not keeping well but you could not miss his tall figure at the Bandra Station Idd namaz.

And I chronicled such interesting looking people more as a photographer for their majestic photogenic quality ,, and as I shot them they became part of storyboard of my Mumbai Humane Comedy ,,some aged  some still stayed fresh and some simply disappeared .

And there are many who just disappeared in thin air ,,,never to be seen again and I am left holding their captive souls in a cybernetic cage .

Beggars , Malangs Rafaees Sadhus Hijras I shot them all, the Whippers of Ma Ambe , street performers , street vendors and all this came under street photography, I hardly shoot now , call it laziness or even photographic apathy.

The passion drive have all gone and gets resurrected during  certain religious feast's .. I can easily say I dont shoot as much as I shot when I started out .. Even those events I shot every year prolifically I stopped ..and as I am not part of a group , and shoot myself it hardly matters .. I am an impulsive moody photographer ..I dont shoot Moharam in Mumbai so almost the bulk of my Mumbai documentation decreased considerably ,, I dont shoot the Rafaees here in Mumbai ,,

And though I know there is a lot once could shoot in Mumbai in my case it is repetitious ,, and I dont go out of Mumbai .unless I shoot Ashura Chehlum or Ajmer Sharif.

I want to go to Makanpur Urus of Zinda Shah Madar this year but I dont know whether it is possible once because of the distance and second my affinity to Bronchial allergy mostly in winter .

So now I am sorting and going over my old CDS DVDS , and trying to segregate some of my stuff most of the stuff got corrupted with age ,,but some I am reblogging adding new thought new content ,,I could never blog with a borrowed picture , and because I dont have knowledge of some religion I use Wikipedia .

I would just like  to leave my images without text , but text is a remedy for those not part of my ethos or my world.

And than comes the main part I type with one finger ,, all my blogs with text are courtesy of that one magical finger that makes pain and poetry visible .

Now with your mobile phone you can capture document record so I am surprised to see the so called bloggers the old new wannabes copy pasting duplicating the wildweb .. and it literally makes me puke the few blogs I see at Indibloggers blogging   without using their original head that sadly there is no one to guide mentor them no even the developer of the creative platform.

You want to be seen heard create your own niche your own voice  why plagiarize ,copy another mans post as your own I d rather stop blogging when I reach that stage ..and having even 5000 blogs to your credit with another mans text and some borrowed stolen pictures Fuck is not blogging at all.. all this technical bullshit about SEO blogging and the person cant shoot his own picture , post his own thought is the saddest part of blogging in India

Its also about your background parentage and your immediate surroundings ..

And so I gave my grandkids a head start on the camera ..and demystified the camera for them..but I made them opinionated too .. they wont ever use a Nikon even if you gave it to them free ,,We are all three incorrigible Canon Users ..

Though I got my First Canon 7D in 2011 and I got the Canon 60 D for my granddaughter Marziya Shakir in the same year ..she was 4 year old. I have never been enamored by Nikon after having shot the bulk of my images with Nikon D70


Good Morning ..

I Used To Once Hate Guys Shooting On Their Mobile Phones

Earlier I used a Blackberry , though I did take a few street shots with it I was never happy , using a phone as a camera .
For me the Camera was God , his cosmic eye that made me see the world without blinkers without bias without opinionated gibberish .

But carrying the camera everywhere got tiring , and having shot more than 300000 images I started getting bored , I have two cameras I have hardly used the Canon 7D that was a gift , I use the Canon 60D that was a gift from a friend to Marziya my grand daughter .

Recently my eldest son presented me the Motorola G and I liked it , he synced it with Flickr so I got all my shots saved on the camera and at Flickr too  only hitch I had to make them public before they could be seen by anyone else ,,I shoot shit , literally without composition , without aesthetics , the little aesthetics you see is in the processing tool I use Aviary within Flickr to make my color images black and white , simple and as I type with one finger of a permanently damaged hand easy too.

This year I hardly shot any subject of importance , I have not been a very happy soul for personal reasons ,,and of late I let Nerjis Asif Shakir shoot the religious events around Bandra .

She is an avid learner , remembers everything , hates me when I try to assist her .she knows how to hold the camera the first lesson of photography, anyone can click a picture but when a child takes a picture I fervently believe it is God doing the needful call me crazy I wont hold it against you and  now you know why I will never ever allow my grand kids to joina camera club and get brainwashed into shooting the same shit everyone churns out , the same fucked lighting , the same fucked emotionless pictures , see a camera club salon and you know what I am saying , there is no effort to change and never will be with old farts calling the shots , fresh blood will never be infused stupid rules color wheel and what not..

I miss the roll era , but than I am happy shooting on the digital , I am not a fine art photographer actually I am not a photographer at all I just hold the camera and let it shoot what it wants to shoot with a little help from my clicking finger .
And the analogue camera guy who has just moved to cyberspace is so scared that someone will steal his pictures the huge ugly watermarks on pictures even a cow would hesitate to piddle on.. and this is not conceit but reality ..and I hope a few of my friends take this in the right spirit .

Analogue photographers hate to be called bloggers , it is an insult to their integrity and their bold faced attitude , and analogue photographers barring a few those with  dog like string of degrees against their names have a might attitude .. and than I wonder happily that I was lucky to fly the cuckoos nest , my camera club introduced me to a world and once I came on the net I left it behind completely I was baptized by Biz Stone and others as a Blogger ,, a photoblogger ,and they took me a step ahead of photography , I could add my thoughts as corollary to my picture and without my cyber adventures at Buzznet Blogspot , Webshots Fothing Xanga I would have never reached the safe shores of Flickr ,

Everyone I knew used Flickr as a photo gallery I used it to blog , all my blogs originate at Flickr but some of late originate at Facebook.
I dont wont ever use Wordpress ..

I have several blogs on Blogspot , I gave up my Hijra blog domain and site too ,all this now exists at Flickr as my private blogs .

My grand daughters both Marziya Shakir and Nerjis have their Flickr handles , Twitter handles Blogspots and Facebook too , I deactivated their Facebook accounts till they come of age.

So I now use the Motorola G to shoot my restless street angst while my grand daughters use the DSLR .

And last but not the least I now reblog most of my posts from Flickr to Tumblr I think Tumblr will be the next big thing one day ,,Ms  Marissa Mayer has a Golden Touch ,,A billion dollar touch if I may say so ,,

And if you love poetry , think as a poet mind you street photography becomes easy the camera becomes a timeless magic wand.