Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Imam Jafar al-Sadiq (a), the 6th Imam

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Name - Ja'far

Title - As-Sadiq

Kunyat - Abu Abdullah

Born - Monday 17th of Rabi-ul-Awwal 83 A.H. in Medina

Father's Name - Muhammad ibn Ali

Mother's Name - Umme-e-Farwah

Died - At the age of 65 years, at Medina, on Monday, 15th Rajab 148 AH. Poisoned by Mansur Dawaneeqi the Abbasite

Buried - Jannat-ul-Baqi .

Imam: THE SIXTH HOLY IMAM(as)
Name: JAFAR(as)
Title: AL-SADIQ(as)
Kunyat: ABU ABDULLAH(as)
Born: Monday, 17th of Rabea Al-Awwal 83 AH,
in Medina, Arabia
Father: The Fifth Imam Mohammad Al-Baqir(as)
Mother: Umme-E-Farwah
Date of Death: 15th Shawwaal 148 AH,
65 years old
Cause of Death: Murdered by poisoning
By Mansur Al-Abbassi
Buried: In Al-Baggea Cemetary, in Al-Medina, Arabia

The Holy Imam Jafar Al-Sadiq(as)
Imam Al-Sadiq(as) was unquestionably, an intellectual as well as a religious man, who possessed vast knowledge, wisdom and sense of justice. He was a man of great piety, truthfulness and his living manners was very simple.



He died of poisoning induced by Mansur Al-Abbassi. His body was prepared by his son the Seventh Imam Musa Al-Kathum(as) and was buried in the Baggea Cemmentary in Al-Medina.
Ahadeeths of The Prophet(pbuh&hf)

Of all the members of the Family of The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) Imam Jafar Al-Sadiq(as) had narrated much of the Hadeeths. Because none of the other members before him,of the Family(as) of The Holy Prophet(pbuh&hf) had the chance to meet and converse with so many of the narrators of the Hadeeths or historians as did the Sixth Imam(as).
Ahadeeths by the Sixth Holy Imm(as)

It has been recorded that Ahdeeths from the Sixth Imam(as) are in thousands. One of his most quoted Hadeeth of his Great Grandfather Al-Imam Hussain(as) stand against injustice and tyranny.
"Every day is 'Ashura' and every land is Karbala!"
It later became the Shia's most popular slogan!



Abu Hanifah pupil of the Imam(as)
A list of the names of the narrators of Hadeeths from the Sixth Imam(as) number around four thousand among whom is Abu Hanifah, one of the Sixth Imam's(as) students, who later broke away and established and headed a certain school of law of the Sunni Muslims. This Muslim Sect are called Hanifi after the founder.
Imam's(as) Personality and Character

Imam Jafar Al-Sadiq(as) lived a very simple life. He himself would work in his garden growing his own food of vegatables.
It has been said:
That during his Prayers of Worship to God, his concentration was so great, he was totally oblivious of his immeadiate surroundings. In fact so much so, that he would not feel any bodily contact to his person.

The Sixth Imam(as) was very generous person, and of excellent moral perfections. He had very polite manners in his social dealings of his vistors and hosted and treated them equally.
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Come Abide In Me


Come Abide In Me
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
said the messiah
to the sinning woman
what better guide than me
before you
there was
mary magdalene
a bride in me
deified in me
come abide in me
fear fear not hide in me
i am the ocean
you a drop of repenting tear
reside in me
with my father
and the holy ghost
side by side in me
confide in me
feel the pride in me
my love for mankind
crucified in me
all your sins
cast aside in me
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Bullock Cart Race


Bullock Cart Race
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
This picture shot on slide at Alibagh got me a lot of recognition as a salon exibitor, there is so much revealed in the body language of the bull and the ferocity of the men who race it like a chariot of Gods.
I would have never known about this sport it was my Guru Shreekant Malushte who bought us here at Jayant Dhulaps house to teach us panning..
I soon got tired of panning.. I prefer standing recklessly in the middle of the tracks and shoot the bulls coming headlong into me.. I am crazy , I face death , its a high I would not recommend to upcoming photographers..
I was to get an opportunity sitting in one of these bullock carts and shooting the same , but I let it go as I had to catch the return boat, and this is on the feast of Holi so the crowds are horrendous all wanting to hit home..
By bus the same journey that is an hour by boat takes 6 hours by the ST bus..
I had to abort my picture taking this year, nor could I go to Murud for the Bullock cart races on Guddi Padwa..
I am barefeet ..
This is one sport you must shoot to become a good photographer keeping safety of living to shoot it the next time too
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The Requiem of Pain

“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.”

Mother Theresa

“Love means exposing yourself to the pain of being hurt, deeply hurt by someone you trust.”

“I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much?”

“Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.”

Lance Armstrong


So many memories
on the battlefield
of her young life
Poetic nostalgia
Killed maimed and slain
At her feet paying tribute
To this young Queen of Pain
Brainless hearts
Heartless brains
All seeking her patronage
She freedom seeking
In a cybernetic gilded cage
Nappy wearing Cupid
Arrow headed also her page
The fool the wise also the sage
Her wisdom seek and engage
Poem hunter poems
Poets seeking center stage
But pain of not falling in love
Only the loveless can assuage
Borrowed internet time
Brooding over a
cerebral cleavage
bye bye ass hole she says
causing a poetic
bloodless hemorrhage
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A Candle and the Flame

A love story
Karma dharma
Medicine wheel
Bound to an accursed fate
Two hearts that could not mate
A candle and the flame
A love that turned to hate
Burning itself out doomed passions
Mindlessness over matter
In oxymoron haste speeding
Just wont wait
No matter what thoughts
You masturbate
No matter what thoughts
You negate
Candle and the flame
A love that did disintegrate
Paroxysms of waxed memories
on a silver plate
this mismatched love did create
death was slow not sudden
99% burns the agony of a soul mate
The candle and the flame
Poetic promiscuity
Poetic puerility
captured in a picture
Open to debate
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Stop Crying Over Spilt Milk ..Anonymous Asshole

Sometimes it’s wiser to be an asshole
By and by it will sink in
To reach your destination
much before you begin
A journey of a torturous spin
Some you lose some you win
Three line poems unwashed repressive
In a recycle bin..
The rest hanging to dry on an
Imaginary foreskin
Cybernetic love on a swivel pin
stop crying over spilt milk
a dead indian in a sheeps skin
seminal solitude hererin
Lighting a path
Darkness within
Man born to Fuck women
Yogic Kundalini
Uncoiling the serpent
That you call the original sin
Playing it by ear..
Tender notes on an old violin
To her bruised ego and chagrin
Hit hard on the rebound
You take it bravely on the chin
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