The Shia Barefeet Blogger of Mumbai

The Shia Barefeet Blogger of Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

This is my right hand that I accidentally cut with a sword during Chehlum in Delhi , it is permanently out of order ,I cannot bend it and looks more like the hood of a Cobra snake..
picture was shot by my dear friend Subash Solanki of Subash Electronics..

I type with a single finger of this injured hand and I shall use the sword to my head this Ashura again but not in Mumbai.

Fuck Shoes

Fuck Shoes, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

The Bandra Cobbler gives my patent leather feet a shoe like shine for Rs 5..with polish Rs 7.. now go eat your heart out...

feet porn
to amuse
my feet
I abuse
walking barefeet
a path I choose
Merry Xmas
Fuck Shoes
Moody Blues
Peace Hope
Harmony
to infuse
a blog
adding
cultural news
mutual coexistence
no hate to spew
A Shia Pandit
An American Jew
both Indian
at heart
its totally true
at Flickr
in full view

Yeh Hai Hijda Huzoor

Yeh Hai Hijda Huzoor, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

apni phooti
kismet se
koson door
halat se
majboor
sadgi bina
ghuroor
adhura admi
khab uske
chakna choor
hai bakhtoor
hai bakhtoor

Marziya's Play School Xmas Party

Marziya's Play School Xmas Party, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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Marziya is the youngest kid in her playschool, the other one is her childhood friend Mehrin Mukadam, Mehrin is a few months older than Marziya and have grown in the same surroundings..Mehrins father Tehsin and Marziyas father Asif are also very old friends going back to school and college times.

The Xmas Party was held before Marziya left for Lucknow before the Xmas holidays and as the lady who runs it is a Shia the party had to be done before Moharam.

She had asked me to shoot a few pictures , but when I dropped Marziya at the party took a few pictures , she informed me Santa Claus was coming between 12 and 1 pm I could not wait that long I had a meeting at Lokhandwala and so I rushed towards my workspace.

I returned from Lokhandwala pretty late and these pictures I am posting today at Flickr.. watching Marziya only on a computer screen hits me real hard..but as they say absence makes the heart grow fonder..

I am also wondering that her father in Karbala for Ashura must be missing Marziya more than me as Marziya woke up at Namaz time along with her dad and it would be several hours before she went back to sleep..she would wake us all up in the bargain too..

Marziya does not mix with the other kids , she is friendly with them but her world is different from theirs , her world is the beggars on the streets , the friendly cops at the Bandra Police Station the Umbrella lady of Bandra Reclamation , the Leper lady of Boran Road , Lucky the Labrador..the goats of Bazar Rad .Appu the limbless at Mahim Church..Hafiza Bi and blind Ismail Chacha and last but not the least the Bandra Bazar Fish Market and Mangla the Koli woman..

Nikon D 80 and Me..well she is embedded in both our souls too via Facebook Flickr and Twitter and her own website on Word Press.

I almost forgot she is a two year old cyber child , you have watched her grow and she is also a part of you as she is ours..yes you are family too..and I am crying all alone in the silence of my house..

Ek Pyas Aisi

Ek Pyas Aisi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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ek pyas aisi
jo kuch
kehti nahi
sukha gala
chup
rehti rahi
ma ek yad aisi
tute
ghade
se behti gayi
kya kya sitam
sehti gayi
do lafz
pyar
ke kehti gayi

unki batey
dil o dimag
mein rehti rahin
woh hain wahan
aur hum
hain yahin

dedicated to a son yasoob abbas

I wrote this as father and shot this as a poet

The Shia Barefeet Blogger at Moghul Masjid

The Shia Barefeet Blogger at Moghul Masjid, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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The aura , the spiritual ambiance of Moghul Masjisd mesmerizes and catapults the human soul.. towards God, and God lives at Moghul Masjid and you need eyes of poet to see him too ..his beauty reflected in the fountain among the fishes living in peaceful coexistence..

I have been enamored by Moghul Masjid it draws me in , it brings out the photographer in me.. and when I poetize it, it transforms and metamorphoses me as the Shia barefeet blogger of Mumbai..

You have to see Moghul Masjid beyond its architectural beauty and grace , move through the winding corridors of you mind till you find God deep in the caverns of your heart.

Maulana Athar Saab Mirza and Maulana Yasoob Abbas

Maulana Athar Saab Mirza and Maulana Yasoob Abbas, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Father and son grieving for the loss of the most important pillar of their life - Maulana Athar Saab Mirza's wife passed away last month..mother of Maulana Yasoob Abbas ..I shot this in low light to show you the emotional gloom in their life..but than as Shia no pain is greater than Ghame Hussain..