Sunday, October 26, 2014

The Muslim Man Waits For His Death

his children
his grandchildren
they radicalized
instilled venomous
hate for others
they killed his
heritage of peace
brotherhood in
which he had
pride ..he left
his home became
a vagrant his hope
had died,, now he
awaits his own death
totally deprived ,,
he wonders whether
it is better to be dead
or better to be alive

only time will tell if he will survive

Making Irani Chai At Mogul Masjid Irani Mosque




the irani chai
adds to your spiritual zest
after the majlis this chai is
best no more stress
brewed for long hours
with majestic flavor be my
guest sip it you will be
highly impressed ..the
aroma the nostalgia of
lingering moments time
at rest .in memory of the
greatest martyr imam hussain
a heartbeat held within a
shias chest  as he cries for
karbala the land of salvation
human awakening that god
has blessed indomitable spirit
that is hope for all oppressed


The Bull From Pandharpur

The Vitthal of Pandharpur is undoubtedly the premier deity of Maharashtra. It is, perhaps, the greatest centre of attraction for the masses as far as the spiritual field goes. The enormity of the influence Vitthal and the Varkari Sampradava have exercised over the life of the Marathi people becomes obvious even from cursory glimpses of some of the very broad aspects of our cultural life.The huge crowds that accompany the palanquins of the various saints to Pandharpur provide a visible symbol of this popularity. A great mass of Marathi literature of the pre British period is devoted to the praise and prayer of Vithoba and the propagation of the Varkaricult. Perhaps more important and significant is the fact that some of the most enlightened minds of Maharashtra have merged themselves completely in the devotion-Bhakti-of Vitthal. Lastly, the sect has attracted for the last thousand years people belonging to various castes and communities, from various professions and callings, from the learned and from the uninitiated. In fact it is one of the fewforces that have held the Hindu society of this region together, especially during the strains and stresses of Islamic rule. Vithoba and the Bhakti-cult are thus a unique phenomenon as far as Maharashtra goes.

www.hindubooks.org/temples/maharastra/pandharpur/index.htm

The Blind Man Does Not Curse The Darkness





nor does he curse those
who created this mess
he has no political affiliation
with BJP or the sanctimoniously
secular Congress he is a blind
Muslim and Indian national
in traditional dress a tattered
kurta pajama a many holed vest
Muslim society hardly has time
a society that has regressed
building madrsas mosques
their only outward spiritual quest
changing poor peoples life or
rehabilitation does not serve
their collective interest always
claiming to be the underdogs
victimized a few live in their
own country as guests ..this
blind man stands on his two feet
begs for a living making use
of darkness to seek light within
his soul i guess self dependent
i must stress .. blind man god bless


to my friend devi

Moharam is a Protest Against The Killers of Imam Hussain




They call us Kafir
Rafidi they mock
they jeer ,,

Yes We Are Shias
Yes We Are Shias

Hussain is Humanity
A thought to us dear

1400 year old protest
against misplaced jehad
they did not hear ..through
our blood we made it clear

Ya Hussain Ya Hussain
A Chant That Brings
Karbala  near ..we
are the blessings of
a Mothers Tears ..

Yes We Are Shias
Yes We Are Shias

The Muslim Woman Of India Lost In Transit




at the railway station
she sits waiting for
the train of hope
confused out of
her wits what is
her fate she
 wonders
ponderously
about it
will her parents
push her into
marriage with
an old man
or some dimwit
will she be forced
to suffer or will it
be a triple talaq
a thought that hits
convulsive fits
she hides herself
fearing the worst
every bit uneducated
illiterate a burden
a liability to her
woman's fate
she will
unconditionally
submit

male dominated muslim society will never change for the better ..bullshit ..thanks to fatwas and the mullahs writ

The Surrogate Mother





a rented child on her waist
begging running behind cars
in oxymoron haste motherhood
misplaced beggar children bandra
based turner road traffic signal
children barefaced searching for
hope a peaceful place by gods
grace society two faced hates
photographers who shoot beggars
call it a disgrace giving a bad name
to the country truth does not pay
beggars that empower charity
beggars everywhere ,, here and there
caught in a vortex of pain beggars
inhumanly ensnared .. beggars are
commodity aftermath of your prayers

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