Get Well Soon Mr Vazifdar

Get Well Soon Mr Vazifdar, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Mr Vazifdar is the head priest of the Parsi Fire Temple Tata Agiary, on Bandra Hill Road.

Mr Vazifdar has a severe liver problem and is undergoing chemo therapy, and Marziya is very fond of Uncle Vazifdar,when I bring her from school she will drag me here to say hello to him , and this touch of a child to an ailing person is a touch of life ..
Yes this touch is holistic healing too.

Mr Vazifdar will undergo a liver transplant soon , do pray for this kind and humble man..

And my love for Parsis and Marziyas love for Parsis too comes through Ray Framroze..

Free But Enslaved

Free But Enslaved, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

born in pain
his destiny caved
free but enslaved
begging
on a street unpaved
for lost moments
his dead wife
he craved
he has lost her
his only love
his only wealth
like a miser
he had saved
on her tomb
his tears
his loneliness
lie engraved
hope
a happy ending
of living together
time had way laid




dedicated to her
who lives in the wilderness of my heart..

Kareena Hijra On My Web Page

Kareena Hijra On My Web Page, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

a hijra beauty
breaking the
prison walls
of her cage
on the rampage
at every stage
kareena on my
web page
a hijra beauty
who will never age

Hijra Beauty No 1

Hijra Beauty No 1, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

she closes her eyes
her fate a loaded dice
sweet and nice
wisdom wise
a fluttering heart
of every man flies
hijra love
hot and spice
like noodle and rice
hijra love
in womanly disguise
beneath the coverlets
some more surprise
interlocked
between her thighs
man searching
for paradise

Kareena Hijra Is My Name

Kareena Hijra Is My Name, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

breaking hearts
my notoriety to fame
they who use me
abuse me
I shame
roaring
libidinous lions
with my whip
I tame
yes I am heartless
avenging my gender
a street fighter
I became
a power
of passion
they cant shame
or blame
kareena karmic
vengeance
my name
I live for
the moment
the moment
lives for me
a hijra
without surname
a fire that
your crotchety
crotch
will inflame
an erupting
volcano
they proclaim
a hijra
who loves
to play games
accursed man
his accursed
manhood defame
I shoot to kill
when I aim
man his
machinations
I frame

This is an imaginary poem , but the words have lived their time I knew a young nubile hijra who was continuously abused by his maternal uncle and than eventually sold to a hijra brothel..she turned beautiful, so beautiful that a local Don kidnapped her but she unleashed her passion , he released her and she hates men uses them vindicating her stand against her lost childhood..

She was crying when she narrated me her story , and it was during Ramzan she was fasting keeping the sacred vows and edicts , she solicits after Idd..she told me.

She is a story of success and failure too..and her name is not Kareena at all.. she has flats in posh localities she has over 50 prostitutes working under her ..she could buy anything.. than she began crying again she cant buy her lost childhood and her lost dreams...and from beneath the pillow she pulled out a sepia toned picture much maligned picture of her sitting in a cut out of a Moon at the Haji Malang photostudio.. her parents had bought her there from a village in Maharashtra.

So my poem is the angst of a Hijras lost Illusions..

The Ultimate Hijra Goddess

The Ultimate Hijra Goddess, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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a world
divided
between
no and yes
laxmi narayan tripathi
the ultimate hijra goddess
god bless
a heart of gold
beneath
her ethnic dress
my soul loves
to caress
sit in a rickshah
at thane
they will take
you to her house
without asking you
her address
my hijra guru
my muse
this pilgrims
pedestrian poetic
progress
a story within a picture
a picture within a story
I digress
thank you laxmi
in your fold
you gave me access
for your abundant
love and largesse
your finery and finesse

Hijra Passion Unleashed

Hijra Passion Unleashed, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

On 16 Feb 10, 4.18PM IST El said:

Congratulation of your very interesting pics
i love yours pics of hijra because this is my passion
i put some of them in my favoris
thanks my dear

This was a message sent to me by a Flickr contact.. I add it to poetry of sultry sensuality..

Hijra passion
unleashed
at haji malang
it rained money
they clapped
they danced
each other
they lovingly
teased
a moment
dying
in the embers of time
a moment like breeze
among
hijras such as these
lovers of Sufi shrines
tortured from
time immemorial
but lovers of peace
asking
for forgiveness
on bent knees
born as men
but the soul of a woman
they select to copy and freeze
these androgynous
beauties of haji malang
that the world envies