The Fatwas To Bomb The Soul of Muslim Womanhood

The Fatwas To Bomb The Soul of Muslim Womanhood, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

the muslim women
was condemned
much before
she was born
her life from
beginning to end
a textbook
tattered and torn
her soul
destroyed
by the clergy
a fatwa
on the death
of her womanhood
they have sworn
killing her and her child
unborn
regressive attitude outworn
a eunuch silence prevails
no eunuch willing to take
the bull by its horn
fortitude forlorn
tears on the soul of islam
the muslim woman mourns

The Painted Wail

The Painted Wail, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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She was born in the slums close to my house , she was known as Asif, she was precocious , she was effeminate I dont know the rest of her story , but she became a hijra baptized as Reshma .

The day I met her at the wedding function in the slums where she was performing , she was totally in very high spirits , but beneath the paint and her make up was a gnawing pain..she was sad morose and introspective.

Changing your sex becoming a woman is quite different from changing or not changing your sex and becoming a hijra.. being a hijra I am told is becoming one with oldest ethnicity as old as Man himself.


So the title of this post is Painted Wail.

biologically
born as male
with the angst
of a woman
a pulverized
emotion on
a musical scale
held in the grasp
of a soul female
painted wail
the hijras tale
somewhere
her god had failed
in a fragile glass bottle
her body jailed
dancing on shards
of glass a hijra
veiled the world
regaled
on a violent sea
of raw emotions
mastless she sailed
pony tailed

Muslim Woman Begs

Muslim Woman Begs, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

a future on broken legs
broken spirit on pegs
muslim societys
forgotten dregs

The Gutter of Life

The Gutter of Life, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

from our flesh
into our soul it flows
overflowing the sewer
of misplaced spirituality
a fact one never knows
we were born to hurt
with fate on karmic cross roads
we come to blows
what we are
what we are not
the acts of our children show
we reap what our
parents sow
the gutter of life
lives forever
even after we go

Bachpan Ke Din Bhula Na Dena

Bachpan Ke Din Bhula Na Dena, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

aj hase kal rula na dena


this moment I froze
scenes jo main
dekte hoon
ap sab ko
dihata hoon har roz
up close
before you think
of vision
for the smell of good pictures
you must have a nose
once you attain that
from your soul
into the body the camera
pictures will overflow
moments such as these
better than these
will automatically grow
sudarshan ji
yeh hai meri dosti ki bhait
jai ho
agar ap mumbai hote
toh qamaal saab
ke sat chai pilata
you know


to sudarshan pandeyji and qamaal mustafa

You Can Only Shoot What You Are Predestined to Shoot

You Can Only Shoot What You Are Predestined to Shoot, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

the street is a studio
you can only shoot
what you are predestined to shoot
if i did not have my camera
on my person
this moment i could not loot
some situations like trees
give shade instead of fruit

Far From Reality Time and Space

Far From Reality Time and Space, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

this is street photography
me and my childhood
you and your childhood
face to face
memories
even god cant erase
far from reality time and space
we go on pursuing life
life pursues us
one long chase
a silence
wordless
without a phrase
yes i am a poet
shooting pictures
of humanity
the only true religion
i embrace
heart the only
religious place
where my god stays
visible through my camera
in someways

to michel portier
my facebook friend
a trusted guide always


I shot several frames without they realizing I was shooting them they live on the streets with their family that sells limbu mirchi and makes toys to sell at band stand and carter road..