Thursday, November 22, 2012

I Will Be In Another City Tomorrow Shooting The Spirit of Hussain

I Will Be In Another City Tomorrow Shooting The Spirit of Hussain

Ao Ek Kam Karein Karbala Am Karein

Hussain Zindabad .. Hussainiyat Sada Abad

Ours Is a Protest In Blood Against Oppression Tyranny Which Exists As Yazidiyat Even Today

Please Teach Photography To Your Children To Keep Our Shia Heritage Alive As Blogs


Within seconds the majlis floor becomes a arena for the matamdars, people disprese to the sides the alams and other taburakats take the round of the hall.. this end is the zanjir matam and to my other end closer to the podim the kama matam begins .. I normally in the very beginning shot from the raised platform now I shoot from ground zero but cautious and careful I wrong move and you cut be dangerously cut by a flying blade.

However this time after I shot the zanjir matam kama matam I went on the raised platform and shot the fervor ambiance ,,,

And I reiterate I shoot my Shia images for non Muslims my foreigner friends so they can understand the story of our pain, our faith as Shias you guys were born with all this and know it from your mothers womb I educate others about my Faith through pictures and this is not my attempt into spiritual semantics ,,

I shoot a storyboard on the screen of your mind heart and soul,,

I am not a professional photographer , I dont earn money as a photographer , this is my hobby I urge Shia parents to teach their children photography so our pain our culture can be shared by others.

That is why I taught my grand children from a very early age to shoot and today both Nerjis Asif Shakir 15 month old and Marziya Shakir 5 year old are accomplished photographers shooting both on Canon 60 D and Canon 7 D..

And this is the humility of my Camera .. it reaches where angels fear to tread.

And so there is a very big difference between a photographer who shoots pictures and a poet who blogs them both my grand daughters are Bloggers too on Twitter Flickr and Indi Blogger ,,

I Have a Story To Tell



I was rushing to Mr Shatrughan Sinhas house in the daytime , and it was an urgent work as I was leaving for Delhi.. I could not get a ricksha so I walked out from Boran Road , I saw this old Muslim Man and he was real old , I told him either Juhu or 16 Road Bandra .. because I thought if I met my son in law I would go to Juhu on his scooter .

While the riksha drove the ricksha guy . told me that Sab Ka Maulh Hussain , Duniya Ka Malkik Hussain and began beating his chest with one hand ..I did not know he was a Shia he was wearing khaki.

And it turned out he was from Vakola and was just waiting to finish his chores and rush to town to give pursa or mourn for the Mother of Hussain.

When my son in law met me he came with the scooter I gave him the entire fare for Juhu , he deserved it.. he reinvigorated my faith in Humanity this simple man from Vakola.. he did not know me but he had sensed that the fragrance from my soul was the from the same garden where God lived .

I Give You Back Your Childhood Through My Pictures


And there is a story here ..the child has come with his dad he will carry his first alam at Kaisar bagh and I did not know .. only when I returned home I saw my son Saif , he had made his one year old daughter Zinnia Fatma carry her first alam for the first time at Kaisar Bagh.. and I realized I was shooting this memory for each one of you.

My other two grand daughters have the heritage of Lucknow Kazmaiin Nerjis and Marziya so their tapestry of Hussainiyat is very different from Zinnia Fatima whose heritage is Mumbai.

So I shoot kids and give you back your childhood... every moment that you spent from 1 Moharam to 9 Moharam at Kaisar Bagh...

And I did not have this childhood sadly I was bought up at Wodehouse Road no elder brother no uncles , a busy dad who would bring me here .. I discovered Kaisar Bagh in my teens .

For me as a Lucknow born Shia living in Mumbai since 1 year old it was Imamiya Masjid Moghul Masjid , Babaraly Mambada and the Imamiya Sabil that was founded by my dad Mohomed Shakirs uncle Maqbool Bhai Zariwala ..

Till the time my dad was alive the Fakhe Shikani dal chawal was made by my father ..for the mourners of Imam Hussain.

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