The Cobbler Of Dreams

The Cobbler Of Dreams, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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And upper class Hindu Brahmanic society called him a Mochi or chamar , they are stilled looked down upon thanks to the ghost of the caste system that still prevail in the mind of a bigot.

This cobbler is a friendly person always busy with the job on hand I shoot him , he stitches repairs overhauls polishes footwear , he sells a few sandals made by him.
His faithful clientele is the cops of the Bandra Police station , who have their shoes and belts polished by him.

He sits on the pavement on busy Bandra Hill Road diagonally opposite the Bandra Police station on the same road.

Rains heat humidity he is there and absolutely polite I have never heard him ever raise his voice , he tells me do people really see his picture or want to know his street story of his life and cobbled dreams ..when I told him I post his pictures on the internet , a huge river online where paper boats called blogs pictures set sail touch the harbor of human hearts.

I dont think he understood that ...and for once I am feeling less exhausted more relieved I dont have to pimp my blogs anymore at Facebook.

As a blog I give birth on Flickr ..

This Is My Last Post At Facebook

This Is My Last Post At Facebook, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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Nothing personal, just a frame of mind and morbidity , certainly not too much of blogging as I will be posting my stuff at Flickr as I shoot the streets of pain and poetry.

My life is not under my control I am mortgaged to pain and emotional chaos..

I have decided to take a long sabbatical from Facebook , and I am locking up my comment box at Facebook simply because I do not want to hurt people if I dont answer their comments on my pictures.

I might access it once in a while I am not deactivating my account being a victim of my dark moods.

I dont want to give any explanation , I am following the dictum of my mind and have not been influenced by any other thought .

I thank all my friends for understanding this need for retreat and privacy from a platform I liked and still like.

I wont be Fickr to Facebooking any more pictures this is my last one.

Nor will I be posting anymore links.

Why I chose this picture is because it shows a glimmer of hope in trying circumstances and a basket of over ripe blogs..

I am on Flickr inbox Blogspot and Twitter..

Take Care .

I have decided like Bunty the Robber to get the Fuck of the Big Bosses House at Facebook..

The Camera Mobile Phone Photographer

The Camera Mobile Phone Photographer, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Mr Kalmadi Would Be The Best Contender For Big Boss

Mr Kalmadi Would Be The Best Contender For Big Boss, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Jain Muni Blesses Marziya Shakir

Jain Muni Blesses Marziya Shakir, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Jain Muni Shot By Marziya Shakir On The Nikon D 80

Jain Muni Shot By Marziya Shakir On The Nikon D 80, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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There is a story behind this picture but I shall keep it short , Marziya saw the Jain Muni entering a building so I followed the Jain Muni because he visited a Jain family I know .

I went to that house but he was at another house , the lady of the house where he was to arrive asked me in as her husband Dr Jain is known to me .

When the Jain Muni arrived I told hm I had shot him many a times on the road and written a few poems on him , he liked Marziya instantly and because he cannot touch a girl child he blessed her from a distance in the meantime Marziya asked for my camera and took two shots.

We were about to leave but the Jain Muni asked us to wait as the lady of the house gave him food he asked me also to pick up a roti and place it in his container I did.

When Marziya had come to the house the lady of the house had given her some chocolates which she held in her hand s , the Muni asked Marziya to pick up a roti and give it to him , but Marziya instead of the roti picked up her chocolates and was about to place it in his container , I began to cry and The Muni told Marziya he did not want her chocolates only the roti which she placed but wondering why I was crying , I was crying because my grand daughter who loves chocolates was giving her entire share away to the Jain Muni.

The Jain Muni spoke fluent English and invited me to his Ashram but I have been unable to go there and I shot these pictures a few days back I finished my back log and am posting it today.

So Marziya sometimes becomes my Guru too wit her wisdom the greatness of her heart and soul and I wonder by shooting pictures with my camera she is not earning photography from me but teaching me the essence of photography as a holistic science and giving relief to my restless soul.

Hunger Is The Essence Of The Human Soul

Hunger Is The Essence Of The Human Soul, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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hunger for knowledge
hunger for creativity
hunger for humanity
hunger as humility
all a child's goal
a god of all good things
embedded within her soul