zindagi
ki is mod par
sab milte hain
rahe guzar main
chirag jalte hain
jaise bagiche
main phool
khilte hain
mazhab
ki ad se bachkar
insan hone
ke nate
insaniyat
ka ahem farz
ada karte hain
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Zindagi Ki Is Mod Par Sab Milte Hain
Beggars Love Shooting Photographers Too
Firstly all the beggars I shoot I give them money ..so I am not just shooting pictures but shooting the unchanging face of human society.
Beggary will always remain as long as this world is run by money..it cannot disappear by using a magic wand.
Being a photographer who shoots pain , this is my subject on the canvas board of life.
Can you imagine a world without beggars ..no you cant ..so stop bullshitting ourselves to sleep beggars sell God more effectively than religious leaders or saints...Allah ke Name Pe..is more often raucously heard in most of the streets of despair..than Bhagwan Ke Nam Pe..
For a beggar his God is a God that belongs to everyone..and beggars dont need cameras to shoot the bareness of a photographers soul ... they shot me effectively too..
I dedicate this to my American friend family all rolled in one Dr Glenn Losack MD the patron Saint of all beggars in Delhi ..and Mumbai..
The Black Hole of Silence
My work space
is next to a shop
that sells
sanitary ware ..
i look at them
poetically
my thoughts
i bare
each time
i see the toilet seat
i know the only
time we are human
our humanity share
relieving a ritual
on the toilet seat
or on the road
somewhere
getting rid
of our delusions
our bad dreams
our despair
a messy job
beyond compare
everybody
has sat
on this seat
of wisdom
kings
religious heads
poets writers
political hacks
without fan fare
the black hole
of silence
that leads
nowhere
dedicated
to bernie my best friend
Sometimes I Hate Shooting This
no not to
titillate
your guilty
conscience
a thought
you can
conveniently
dismiss
street reality
even god
wont change
so does it matter
even if you
take it amiss
being born
as a woman
was an
incomplete
bliss
woman
a reservoir of
pain as is where is
Why Does My Camera See What Your Eyes Dont See
Why Does My Camera See What Your Eyes Dont See, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
because
you have no time
you are so busy seeing
beautiful things
littering your path
my path is narrow crooked
cobbled poetically
raw and unrefined
i see
the ancestral pain
of womanhood
as it falls
on my cameras
viewfinder
freezing my emotions
till i hit the trigger
capturing a dream
that has gone sour
a dry wilting scar
please read this as reality as I was not attempting poetry anyway..
The End Of The Road
the road of pain
no beginning no end
muslim beggar woman
her pain
her childrens pain
she must tend
a few alms
will not change
her future
her doomed
destiny
she must fend
we build
grand mosques
great madarsas
house of bricks
we are contend
while we have no
time or the inclination
broken houses
or broken souls mend
the malaise
of sanctimonious
male dominated
Muslim society
slaughtering
expensive goats
dumbas
money spend
the slaughtered soul
of her doomed
misfortune
no time to attend
a helping hand
we wont extend
jihad for a better life
for the Muslim woman
education we suspend
a woman's reservation bill
is all that matters
for political machinations
for political convenience
why do the netas pretend
while the muslim poor woman
waits at the end of the tunnel
back bend her faith her
only best friend from
the hand that rocked
the cradle into
the cavernous hole
of her grave
she will blend
Rehabilitation is something that is Missing from the Life of a Poor Muslim Beggar Woman
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