Monday, August 11, 2014

Main Hoon Garib Muslaman Bahut Pareshan Na Koiee Degree Na Ghar Na Roti Na Makan



raste pe bhik mangta hoon
yahi meri dukan acche din
ki main kya bat katroo..
main hun chand dinon
ka mehman ..muzafarnagar
saharanpur ,,kab tak jale ga
apna iman.. hindu muslim
ki ekta main basa  ek accha
aman ka paienda hindustan..

What Does The Muslim Boy See



through the Venetian blind of life
what does the Muslim boy see
sectarian strife Muslims killing
 Muslims mercilessly
destroying Shia mosques
Sufi shrines on the soul
of Islam what agony
eunuch silence
prevails in
the community
as another devout
misguided
human missile
once again
gets ready to
destroy
humanity
Allah Ho Akbar
the call for prayers
getting blown up
finally
bleeding scriptures
weeping Koranic verses
bodies burnt mangled
a mother cries
silently
from the clutches
of enslaved society
her young son
is finally free
 
a poem captured wordlessly
some call it photography

to be a muslim or not to be
because we have been painted in the same brush
due to the faults of the Jehaddis ..a caliphate ..recreated from the womb of Satan.. deviously


Bacchon Ko Likhana Hai Padana Hai Kuch Kabil Banana Hai



dukh purana hai
waqt bada zalim
siyana hai yahan
bhik mang kar ghar
jakar khana pakana
hai..bagair chatt ka
ghar mera thikana hai

bahar sadak par nahana hai
kuch paise bachana hai phir
subha yahan bhik mangne
ana hai..jalti dhoop main kam
par lag jana hai..allah ko hasil
nazil rak kar khwajah ji ki chaukat
par badi umeed se sar jhukana hai
 karam unka hai ..wohi hame hamesha
ki tarah dilwane wala hai ..


He Said Bhai Mere Liye Dua Karna


he said brother
pray for me
your prayers
might just
change my
destiny

i told him
my prayers
wont have
that effect
on the holy
saint .i told
him you must
ask him directly
khwajah garib
nawaz provider
of the poor
homeless hopeless
his children whom
he loves generously

i shoot beggars
i wonder to be a
beggar or not to be
my prayers ..are my
pictures that i shoot
passionately poetically
on the soul of the internet
let them fly i give them free
what god saw you too see

Sunday, August 10, 2014

When You Shoot Pictures Make Sure That Even After 4 Years They Look Fresh

This lot that you have seen of my Ajmer pictures was shot in 2010 ,

This was divided into 3 segments .

Ajmer Urus 2010 was the main story board that accidentally I moderated so all the pictures could be seen by a Flickr member .. this was an oversight when I removed my Hijra  set of this series from public view for personal reasons .

1 Hijras at Ajmer 2010 was my documentary of the Hijras and their holisstic connection to Khwajah Garib Nawaz that I removed from public view as my picures wre being stolen by hijra lovels shitheads at Flickr .This is a long series as I am very close to the transgender community .


 2 Dam Madar Malangs  this was my second set within Ajmer Urus 2010

3 Chatti At Peersaa Fakhru Miyas House was the third one .

So now I am revising this complete trip in 2014 removing the restrictions that I put in place on my  2 and 3 sets..

And I am refreshing it all with new titles new thoughts and new hope.

That is why I prefer Flickr I use it  as my blog platform.. and from here I cross blog  a few to Facebook Twitter Tumblr directly or I have to physically post it to my Blogspot.

The Vegetable Seller of Moti Katla Why I Shoot Her I Dont Know



she watches
me silently
wide eyed
year after year
when i come this
side . at moti katla
to shoot the hijras
time and tide i shoot
her sheer simplicity
her humility as against
the cosmetically made
up hijra pride ,,a great
divide .beneath the
vegetables that soon
will die lies a thought
even time cant hide
mortal beauty is
no ones guide .

it is the inner essence
that i shot in my stride

There Is A World Nobody Wants To See ,, I Shoot It Poetically



was this their
calumnious  destiny
to be born to beg
live desperately
is this humanity
enslaved children
chained to beggary
become mothers
before their time
a cycle that continues
eternally ,,they come
they disappear
with the winds of time
now to be seen on my
photo stream as a
painful memory ,,

let these children free

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