Raama Kaathai (Kamba Ramayanam) arengetram

happened in a mandapam just opposite Mettu Azhagiyasingar Sannathi at Srirengam Ranganathaswamy Temple.

Initial stages of arengetram of his epic Kambar faced the wrath of Chola king, as no rich people was willing to help, he approached saints and they advised him to go to Srirangam temple.

In my school days students were misguided by political parties asking to burn copies of Kamba Ramaynam and we followed it. When Kambar was facing severe attacks many Tamil Scholors and very particularly S.Ganesan of Karaikudi and Nagarathar Community rose to the occasion and brought Kamban more familiar among the people of India and world. It is learnt that Kambaramayanam has crossed more than 300 different language translations in the world.

Even Prime Minister of India Narendra Modiji referred Kamban lines during the Foundation stone laying ceremony for Ram temple at Ayodhya yesterday.

I have been enjoying the sight of the legacy left by great Pallavas since the selection of the site to chiseling and creating this heritage monuments.

Though I am in a long distace above am frequently disturbed by the hide and seek game of your rain carrying clouds today.

The early memories flourish in my mind to refresh how active this horbour town with loud noise of trade activitiiies of Chinese and Romanians with local traders. Their bargaining voice and chiseling sound in Mamallai brought the greatness of the town.

My admiration is not abated as witnessed the recent lighting by the Government during the visit of informal summit by our Prime Minister Modiji with Chinese President Xi Jinping here.

she is a migrant

from modijis gujrat

a gujrat model

political posturings

as art ,,

she slogs from morning

to evening collecting used oil tins

from provision stores she has no

cart ..but she is strong robust

woman of india with a very big heart

all politicians motor mouths talk of

women emancipation..her dreams they

could not thwart..

one day she told me passionately

when she has made enough money 'her own

second hand bhangar shop she will start

necessity is the mother of invention has made her

'street smart ,,,

its only people in high places that gain from sab ka ath sab ka vikas garib raste pe udas ,,

U Have Fire,U Have Passion:

Hope A Shining India Ahead.

@CMOMaharashtra Dear sir this is #Bandra Reclamation Gen Vaidya Marg this entire narrow stretch has garbage till the old MET Gardens and #BMC has not bothered to remove it over 3 weeks now ..please take action. thanks

I tweeted this 2 weeks back.. no action ..

Modijis Swacch Bandra Abhi Yahan

A very dear friend a photographer in America is having an Art show he is showcasing some of the best photographers from the world ,, the proceeds will go to the poor of India as my photographer friend is American of Indian descent .

He asked me for a picture I told him he could take a picture from my Flickr timeline , and he is a prolific street photographer .. this morning he sent me the link and I am happy it is not my picture but of my granddaughter Nerjis Asif Shakir now 4 year old..who shoots on Canon 60 D but can also shoot on the Canon 7 D ..though the 7D is very heavy with a battery pack ..

This picture was shot at Bandra Bazar Road and the person behind the mask is a local girl and I stopped her let Nerjis take a shot ,, Nerjis has been shooting the streets of Bandra Bazar since she was 18 month and the first lessons in photography was shooting our garbage ,,our garbage is not ordinary and it was here much before Modiji gave his clarion call of Swach Bharat that all actors celebrities went hysterical snatching the broom from the humble neglected sweeper who works here without safety shoes without mask .. and these hotshots for a photo op began cleaning streets ..but none of them not even the Aam Admi Motor mouths dared come to Bandra Bazar the most famous dump in the world ,,, thanks to my images and over 68 videos on You Tube ,, photographer friends who visit Mumbai and who after shooting the Mahalaxmi Dhobi Ghats ,, come to Bandra to shoot our dump.

Photographers from New York , Australia , Denmark, France , UK , Germany and from Italy ,, the Italian photographer on Facebook too Manuela Nessi is philosophically obsessed with this beauty of a dump and has come down to shoot it the third time .. bloggers have written paeans about this dump.. so now you know why my grandkids are blessed with vision.. it is the vision of Godliness that moves in and around this garbage dump hungry scrawny dogs fighter cats cranes crows rats and even humans the poorest of the poor scavenging for food collecting fish and chicken leftovers .

Well enough of garbage on a nice sunny morning ,, photographers part time beggar poets love to digress when they wear the opinionated mantle of a blogger ,,

Nerjis has just left for school but she is waiting to meer her favorite Aunt from Italy Manuela Nessi ,,, Nerjis shot Manuela when she was about 18 months old the back lanes of graffiti littered Bandra .

And the best gift if you can afford it is a DSLR ,, gift it to your child , grandchild , nephew niece take her out let her shoot your world ,, it will be more hopeful more beautiful more pleasing than what we actually see it ,.. as a garbage dump.

Thank you Iqvinder Singh..success for you show

Bole So Nihal...Sat Sri Akal

The Lost Jewel of Bandra

#bandrabazarroad ..

An insult to civic sense and Modijis #SwacchBharat .

#coronagarden

#COVID19

#pandemic ..

People living in ivory towers don't use this end of the road . t.co/35PWQ3SHu1

posted at FB

The Bandra Municipality hates Jesus

is a thought that comes across they

bought bulldozers to destroy this

ancestral Est Indian heritage

This peaceful cross ..

So much hate for Jesus in

the Eyes of the Bandrra Municipal

Boss ..chances of peace hope humanity

all went for a toss the Christians cried wept

but he rode his high horse ...a man without

piety tolerance or remorse ..but Jesus forgave him

is is not him but a climate of hate for Christians

Dalits Muslims the main Cause ..

Will they replace the De Monte Cross as it was

Thank you Modiji we voted for progress and development ..your eternal silence a metaphoric pause

The muzzled cry of gangraped Asifa the last straw ...

she is selling

our national flag

a poor child

in rags ..

does she know

75 years of our

Independence

maybe when she

gets older she will

brag ..her own

children selling flags

as she watches them

a withered wrinkled hag

Modiji s Ghar ghar tiranga

the politicisation of our

national flag verily tagged

posted at FB

I began posting videos at You Tube very recently though I joined You Tube in 2008 :

I was not very crazy about video's at all my genre was still photography.

But today within a few years I have 3860 videos shot as is where is mostly on my mobile phone without snazzy editing or glitz.

My videos are my textbooks of education divided into many categories Shiasm Sufism Hinduism subdivided into other categories.

I have crossed over15. Million views.

As the oldest You Tuber attended a few You Tuber meets met young passionate You Tubers chose one aim is to have a million subscribers.. I am not into such subscribers I hardly add subscribers.

I am confused about You Tube though I abide by You Tube rules regulations.

I don't shoot porn at all nor do I shoot videos to hurt other communities but than I can in no way stop people from reporting my videos as they consider Shiasm and Sufism as heresy.. The Ratib rituals Moharam Shia bloodletting that are part of my documentation.

People report my Naga Sadhu rituals that I shoot Ling Kriya penile yoga my account was penalized twice for a Naga Sadhu ritual and a slide show on Hijras that had no nudity or sexual explicit stuff .

My account was marked and I was banned from uploading for 2 weeks.

So now I moderate what I shoot.. And it is tough .

All my videos are of educational creating awareness of people's faith beliefs culture ritual plus I shoot photo journalism events that touch or mold my city bomb blasts Farmers March Protest Dalit March Maratha Morcha other such events.

I don't shoot prank videos I don't encourage hate animosity I preach promote Peace and Brotherhood.

I shoot the Eid Namaz I shoot the Latin Mass I shoot Arti of Shri Shridi Saibaba.

I shoot every faith and yet I have to tread the fine line..

The Siddis of Gujarat and Baba Gor is the continuation of my Siddi documentation that I started 20 years back in the backlanrs of Mahim Dargah.

My videos are shot from the heart I am not video editing savvy.. But I hope to lean one day.

I promote Tennis through my videos the first and perhaps the last sport of my life I have been playing tennis for 5 years under Coach Surendra Pawar Bandra.

I shoot Hijras I shoot barbers street performers..

And I shoot the pain agony of the much neglected Municipal Conservancy staff foot soldiers of Modijis much touted Swacch Bharat..

Last year I shot the walk of the Malangs Rafaee Qalandaris from Ma Sahiba Mehrauli till Ajmer Sharif a walk in 13 days I shot over 100 videos ,

Makanpur The Spiritual Seat of the Dam Madar Malangs I shoot every year but I look forward to shooting Khamakhya Assam to my documentation of Tantrics Hijra Shamans Naga Sadhus and Ahoris.

This post is an after thought..

I have decided to unfriend people that love to post stuff that divides two communities ,, simply because I think differently I also dont add people and delete almost all requests from Jamatis Tablikis simply as to not hurt them with my Shia origins my rituals ,, I am not here to change you to my beliefs and honestly I have removed a large number of people from my feeds I type with one finger I dont LIKE posts ,, and I cant comment on your pictures that in your eyes and the beholders eyes are beautiful.. if you only love shooting snapshots ,, tagging me to your Congress posts does not make me love Congress I dont ,, I respect Modiji as my PM .I hope he brings in the changes he has promised but I will still vote for BJP instead of Congress and their cronies ,, I have not forgotten and will never forget the Mumbai 93 riots and I fully blame the Congress in power they were worse than emasculated eunuchs ,,

I am not into politics or your social service programs please dont tag me at all dont even tag me even if you are a Shia keep your beliefs to yourself.. .I dont need your post to strengthen my belief .. I bleed enough for it ,,

You want to bash any community with your bias I will block and unfriend you period ...

Add me if you love photography and joinng hearts of people as Indians ,

I have been shooting them these neglected uncared for foot soldiers of Modijis obsession Swach Bharat and sadly they clean this dirtiest garbage dump every morning at about 7.30 am and they have no safety shoes no safety gloves instead they cover their hands in polythene bags using them as gloves .

They have no masks and here at this iconic garbage dump there is absolutely no wet or dry garbage segregation ..chicken shops dump their leftovers here . Fisherladies dump their stuff here including the mutton and buffalo meat markets too..4 garbage bins but unable to cope with this huge amount of garbage ..plus garbage that is generated by the vegetable sellers and even fruit juice sellers from other parts of Bandra dump their garbage at this spot .

There is no security guy here nor a CC Tv to catch serial garbage throwers there is no loo so people pee behind the garbage bins ..

On one side of this garbage dump sit the boozers and drug addicts they are scavengers who source this garbage bin for plastic etc .

But what hits me hard the very poor hungry people who are road side slum dwellers come to search for food picking up fish or chicken leftovers stale but good condition tomatoes and vegetables

School kids pass this dump and it is jam packed with chicken trucks that are parked everywhere at the bazaar including the garbage dump.

Every morning there are regular fights between the garbage dump conservancy staff and the chicken truck drivers as the Municipal dumper cannot enter the lane because of the chicken trucks parked in a chaotic manner. .

I did not shoot a video today and I have shot over 100 videos of this dump but nothing changes tagged our local leaders but still no improvement or better management..

Acche Din is missing from this part of Bandra Bazar Road .

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ztnd_3jpyck&feature=youtu.be

I spotted him near the Bandra Hill Road Parsi Agiary he was selling pens to two young girls 3 pens for Rs 10 he had a vast range ..both his pockets had pens of a higher range .

The girls bought pens worth Rs 30 and I began talking to him he stays at Bhoisar and leaves home early morning to sell pens he moves into different areas every day returns home by 11 pm ..he has his lunch outside .

His elder daughter and his son in law are dead so along with 4 other daughter he takes care of his two maternal grandchildren.

His remaining daughters suffer from a genetic malady they have normal bodies but diminutive heads ..

And I was amazed how he carried within him bottled pain..he is a Muslim .

I thanked him and hoped that his bad days go away this is one man that could really do with the 15 lacs that Modiji had promised before the elections .

This is Mumbai ...Rich people Poor People ..the pen seller has studied till 6 class ..and he still believes that what he is undergoing is part of his cosmic fate .

I did not buy any pens it would seem I was trying to compensate him for this accidental interview .

.but I will when I meet him next time .

I have been busy with my wife taking care of her mother Wassim who is now come for treatment at our house as the doctors in Lucknow messed up her case and she is being treated by my very dear friend Dr Suchak Rohit. He has prescribed some medicine and this frail lady is responding to his treatment .

She is over 74 years old and every morning I get her coconut water citron and other fruits as her appetite has diminished.

She is like my mother and both my parents are dead my father in law too is bedridden and trying to recover from TB of the lungs ..he was in his heydays a body builder .

Both of them are very dear to me and I skipped dinner last night hit the sack I was pleased I had spoken to both my granddaughters Marziya and Nerjis ..they are waiting for their father who is out of station on work.

To all of you a very happy Janmashtami.

Jai Govinda Jai Gopala.

I don't think I will shoot the feast ..going to Dadar on my bad foot in the crowds won't be a good idea..besides now the feast is totally politicized .

But we have tennis tomorrow that one good silver lining in disguise ..

demonetization did not touch his soul

a thought that sinks in he was never

scarred by Modijis political fatwa

on the surface or from within .

he lives in own garden of Eden

not bothered about the Christian

original sin..blissful in his madness

he has no kith or kin ..beneath the

layer of his illusions lies his second skin

he has nothing absolutely nothing to

lose or win..within the corridor of his

convulsive thinking mind his soul is

on a spin..life is hope lying forgotten

in a recycling bin .the police might pick

him up send him to a beggars home

or a lunatic bin..in a broken bottle of

life is a lucky Djinn..searching for a God

who is Aladdin..a withering flesh a

corrugated skin..a fish out of water

without gills or fins ,,

dedicated to the common man a poem seed that in my thought process set in..we dont always end what we begin..

Or is it only Bandra Band Stand

Carter Road the rich mans abode

where as in comparison Bandra

Bazar looks like a poor mans

commode filthy dirty ugly smelly

on the soul of Modijis Swach Bharat

a mantra erodes .. foul stench on

the passersby as it explodes..

open gutters drains an election

promise of progress development

now after an year sounds hollow

sharukh khans ramp was immediately

removed to appease christian votes

beef ban hurt the poor muslims how

will the poor man buy fish and goats

turning him into a zombie vegetarian

eating grass and oats,,, the poor common

man waiting for Ache Din at crossroads

what happened to Sab Ka Sath Sab Ka

Vikas ..seeds in our minds that you had

sowed ..a bitter pill you made us swallow

beyond politics beyond party lines a

a poor mans thought in pain re echoes..

,

My net is down according to my service provider it is due to some fiber problem my download speed is 4..89 mbps and upload is 0.43 ..No Uploads at all this one single image took 9 hours .

This happened on 6 morning the day I returned from shooting the Visarjan of Lalbaugh Chya Raja ..I had followed the Raja barefeet from his pandal his stage on 5 September 7 am till the following day 6 September 2017.

My service provider tells me it will take a few days to resolve till than I have to wait to upload 40 GB pictures I shot of Lalbaugh Chya Raja and this is our Prime Minister Modijis dreams of Digital India in Mumbai in Bandra home of cinestars and celebrities .

I can surf the internet but I cannot UPLOAD .. I am an incorrigible batch uploader ..I shoot a lot mostly storyboards of Indian festivals beyond caster color or creed or I must reiterate I shoot all creed that make up the handwoven weft warp of a silken fabric called India.

I cannot afford travel I cannot afford expensive cameras or lenses I am still using my old Canon Camras bought in 2011 .they serve my purpose and I shoot on my cell phone too ..mostly street and videos .

I shoot India only India I shoot I dont manipulate ..I use my photography not to blow my trumpet or boast of my prowess with the camera .My Vision as fucked as it humanly can be I am not and will not be lured by Artyness ..

I shoot life I shoot death sulking in the corner ...

I shoot Garbage the only exercise I shoot as Fine Art through the garbage I shoot if you see ruminatively you will discover the residents of my area ..like Balzac explaining the residents of Old Goriot exterior of people inhabiting within it.

My photography was born from the books I read my photography has its seeds that are Dicknsian.. I try to re discover Barkis Mr Heep Pegotty and fat boy all-be it in Mumbai.

My photography is Maupassant Balzac and a lot of haracters from Dostoevsky ..I did not read Indian authors my fucked bad luck..

For me literature was what you call Vision it was made in France ..I loved France I was crazy about France ,,I still am I have some great friends I speak a bit of Parlez Vous Francais .

Well back to my uploading problems they have made me sad as the pictures I have to upload are of the God of All Good Things Remover of Obstacles Lord Ganesha ..I hope I beseech him to remove the obstacle in my path as a thorn.

I have approached another provider but his menu card is that of a haute cuisine ,,I will have to wait and ponder ..I dont have wealth to squander or black money to launder ..

And this is a narrative after a very long gap but it is not a BLOG ..the quintessential blogger within me died of OD

..overdose killed the blogger

but it spared the photographer

Firoze an old monk a storyteller

so far up close on his past as

a blogger he fucked shut the doors

once this poet photographer was

a corporate whore in Bandra s premium

fashion store ..he walked away from the

glitz glamour big bucks to become a malang

humanly chores ..shooting the wilderness of

life essence and core I am what I am

but certainly not what I was before ,,

Today marks an important decision of my life that I will explain in the next post I moved out of Twitter my second online home I decided to get the fuck from a beautiful place a house that @jack built which has become a loony bin house of vitriolic abusers trolls and right wing violators of all aspects of Humanity .

Thank you all for your comments favorite and I am in my 10 year of humility at Flickr.com.

I am learning unlearning from all of you .. I cannot be you but through you I try to be myself ..

I wish Flickr had a retweet button lol

A Message from a Flickr follower

I really enjoy your lively, clever, passionate pics & texts - You are a true personality, thank you for sharing so much of your sights and insights... ! And your pics make me feel I'm in India, fabulous !

I've been thinking about the "likes" I'm giving - I'm not always convinced it 's the best system for showing appreciation...

I'm looking forward to seeing more of your... art !

..............................................................................................................

And such messages add to the beauty of Flickr and encourage the photographer in each one of us ,,

And the web is a huge giant connector , we are seen heard ..and I am not that lucky to visit interesting areas of my country so I shoot my world my backyard Bandra.

The rich side of Bandra does not have problems of garbage display they are well managed and well taken care of here I must reiterate the people who live here do there bit , the residents see that their area is clean and green .. that is why Pali Hill Band Stand Carter Road and other tony side of Bandra is an inspiring thought.

It is areas near the market the slums that are dirty and it is not just the Municipality but the residents to blame and migrants too who use Bandra as a dustbin as most of them are here to make money and will leave for their hometowns .

Even stiff fines do not deter them and places like St Peter Road Bandra a wall away from the Church is full of garbage , people throw garbage here from moving cars .. unless there was CCTV near these garbage prone areas they will always remain the same .

And the Municipality and our local representatives go on foreign tours but none comes back with a good garbage management idea.. small garbage bins and the garbage spilling over , some places no garbage bin..like the dumping site the dirtiest one Bandra Bazar Road only two buildings away from where our erstwhile MLA lives. even his office is in front of a dirty garbage bin,

As for our erstwhile MP both BJP upholders of Modijis Swach Bharat .. she is lucky she does not live in Bandra Bazar Road .. she stays a million miles away at Worli .

And so as a photographer , senior citizen I shoot pictures and I have been shooting garbage much before Swach Bharat dawned on Bandra ,,,

Otherwise Bandra is one of the finest suburbs rich in culture , heritage and a cauldron of mixed races and religiosity all living in peace hope harmony.

And I shot this white goat living his few days months he will be slaughtered for Bakra Eid but he is not bothered about death or the butchers blade ..and luckily he is not wearing the orange suit of a Gitmo prisoner but death is imminent unless the owner has a change of heart normally Muslims rarely have a change of heart where such a beautiful goat has to be sacrificed for the greater goodness of God..

So thank you Flickr friend for your message and your kind words and taking time to see my backyard , I am sorry their is nothing called Art in my work I am a photo blogger typing with a single finger .the most abused finger slave driven to get my message my poems across.

They have been living here for generations but they don't count.. They are the poor vendors selling vegetables fruits sitting on the road that leads to Bandra Bazar Municipal Market.. The Bandra Municipal market is a Morgue for dead meat fish and loaves.

The ugliest filthiest market in Bandra.. thanks to H ward Municipal apathy neglect .

The heritage market plaques have been vandalized and sadly every Municipal corporator from our ward did nothing be it Congress or Independent candidate.

But I know the day our dynamic PM Mr Narendra Modiji pays a visit to President of BJP Mumbai chapter Advocate Ashish Shelars house our area will be swept clean and out shine both Pali Hill and Bandstand.

But he should come before the dream of good governance and progess development comes to an end in 2019.

People are happy and if people don't want change why should the attitude of politicians change.

Be it #Congress or #BJP Nothing changed Hon @Dev_Fadnavis Ji @CMOMaharashtra MS @poonam_mahajan MP #BMC I have posted over 200 videos on #YouTube but to no avail.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Czwifip7QTY&feature=youtu.be

Garbage is easy to remove but to cleanse India of rogue politicians , rogue cops rogue extortionist bureaucrats , acid throwers , rapists child molesters , cheaters , pongi experts ,,criminals raping 5 year old child or a 71 old year nun , drugpeddling cops ,,Respected Hon Modiji Sir when will you Ban Corruption and Crime ... Food For Thought .

Bandras Hidden Treasure

Measure to Measure

Leisure and Pleasure

I unlearnt photography shooting garbage as Fine Art.

As I cannot afford going out of Mumbai I decided to shoot the common garbage dumps that pay unconditional homage to Modijis Swacch Bharat.

If only this could be applicable to politics and politicians bureaucrats and police and other places where corruption raises it's ugly head.

I mean if I had money or a sponsor I could publish a coffee table book on garbage dumps.. Think about it..

Garbage is home science.. If you watch a garbage dump observe it seriously passionately you will know what kind of a house the garbage came from I am not talking about used condoms or used menstrual pads.

If I was educated I am a incorrigible drop out I could have done a visual thesis on our iconic garbage.

Mind you despite the plastic ban the large part of a garbage dump has plastic bottle bags and other plastic items.

You can't prove me wrong no matter what.

I should be remembered after I am dead and gone as the founder of Garbage Photography under the aegis of Modijis Swacch Bharat.

Earlier during BJP free Bandra the Congress called a spade a spade and garbage only as garbage.

Modiji added a sense of Poetry to Garbage and the rest is history in Congress Free Bandra.

I shot garbage in both the regimes seamlessly passionately.

My life in Bandra would be a void without Garbage ..Garbage gave me a sense of identity and bearings.

I was approached by a rich sponsor to give tutorials classes in Garbage photography I refused politely.

They offered me a high end full frame Canon Camera as a gesture of their goodwill I still refused politely.

I told them in my humble tone I am not ready yet.

I groomed both my granddaughters Marziya and Nerjis as street photographers shooting Garbage.

Don't underestimate the power of Garbage.

It has come a long way.

Happy Morning from Bandra.

Fuck F Stops.

posted at Facebook

There is a lot of stuff to shoot at Bandra Bazar Road ..and while returning after shooting the sandal of Bavagor in town a young photographer asked me if he could shoot me I obliged he did not see my camera because of the African mens djellaba I was wearing,,he made me pose he had a Sony Camera .

After he had shot me I told him I too was a photographer he told me he was from Juhu and did know this part of Bandra ..we were near the Bandra Jain Mandir than he asked about the wall paintings of BAP I told him to go to Chapel road ,,my friend Ranjit Dahiya mouth shut or not is very famous .

So there a lot of stories hidden you have to unlock them with the power of your innersight ,,I would be fucked if I call it vision.

I shoot this Bandra Reclamation tower from every part of Bandra I pass I shoot it from my lane positioning the camera against our iconic garbage dump..

I shoot it from Jamatkhana again I take the garbage foreground ,, I have shot it from the garbage dump called Nargis Dutt Nagar .

I shot it from Bandra Slaughter house compound sometimes from the Bandra Skywalk Lucky Hotel end .

During my long walks I shot it from the Bandra Reclamation Promenade ,

This tower of Silence is waiting gloomily for the bourgeoisie the newly rich..and I doubt it will not be people who hate the sound of Aazn as it is next to an upcoming Sunni masjid ..the politician builder nexus tried hard to push the Masjid behind the main road ,, but God justifiably turned the nexus plan..into a failure ,

There are lot of untold stories of forced evictions goondagiri and all against the poor Muslims ..I have a friend who used to be close to actress Shammi aunty he was badly beaten but eventually he survived .

This tower is the new addition to Bandra Reclamation the road next to it is so narrow even the camel would have to give way to an elephant if they both passed this way.

From my house I can see the tower it wakes me up in the morning .

When I have nothing to shoot I know I can shoot this tower . for the poor kissng the feet of this tower ..there is a Bollywood tune ..

Ek Shaenshah ne banake yeh Hasin Tajmahal hum garibon ki Muflisi ka Udaya hai Mazak.

Do you have an item number like this in your vicinity ..find one and learn to hone your photography skills ,,,for god sake stop speaking for all photographers from your pompous pedantic Ivory Tower ,,

We all shoot differently and yes Fuck F Stops . Fuck regressive camera clubs too..

Reclaim your vision shoot garbage shoot Modijis Swacch Bharat you dont have to go to Kathua or Unnao.. garbage is everywhere on our streets our backyards on Facebook and heapful on Twitter .

Fuck Whatsup..

Dance of Democracy coming soon.. As politicians bond as they croon.. Digging up gold from the ruins.. A thought jumped over the moon Modiji ki guarantee. Valid till June.. Chai maska brun..

people look at me

as though I am an alien

an exotic stranger I guess

even this little child thought

I was a magician a tall Sufi hat

need I stress he wondered if I

had come to a wrong address

his little child's mind his curiosity

I failed to impress ..did I need

Surf Excel..he waited for my reply

looking me up and down my

sartorial serendipity my dress

I told him I was a photographer

a member of the press ..

I reiterated I play tennis

I dont play chess come elections

the dance of democracy ..kaun

banega pradhan mantri ,,,Modiji

more or less ,,,the maha gatbandhan

with Mayawatijis Googly in a mess

Those who cannot think or take responsibility for themselves need, and clamor for, a leader.

A quote by Hermann Hesse

my 10975 poem at Flickr

stay blessed ..

I started of like most of you as an analogue photographer but strictly hobbyist ,,,and never an iota of a thought about making money or having photography as my second source of income ,,

I was happy as a high end tailor or Darzi...

Once the digital era made its advent I had no option but to learn a bit of internet and photoshop , I paid Rs 4000 at that time but typed with one finger .I still type with one finger ,,

I came as a novice to Buzznet in 2005 and thus began my tryst with blogging as Photographer No1 ...I had to write a lot of description on my pictures as the huge audience was predominantly American .. but my grammar was horrid , I used large font and my earlier efforts at blogging were atrocious but in word form but not in the intensity of my images ,,,I shot the unseen India ,

Customs Rituals traditions Hinduism in its humility and glory , Sufi body piercing , Shiasm more of blood and self infliction known as matam..my pictures in retrospection were shock and awe ,,

I began shooting the transgender I began writing slam kind of rhyming poetry ,,,

It was at this time 2006 I cam to know the meaning of racism , racist attacks on me by white poets and hacking of my Shia blogs with nudity and porn images .

I finally moved to Flickr in 2007 I used Flickr as a blog platform only , blogging with pictures as original content .

It was in 2014 that after joining Ello .. I saw a change I met David Seibold I liked the way he added stories to his artistic pictures I got highly influenced by him... I began to start thinking as a storyteller and I began storytelling at Facebook..

I was certainly not happy telling a story in a single frame I had a huge repository of words ...wanting to come out from my system ..so I decided to tell my stories through video...and in one year I shot over 1200 videos ,, till date 12 million views ...simple stories ,,

I just started editing a bit at You Tube ,,,and I started to become disembodied from the soul of my picture ,,, and thanks to David I dont have his gift of narration but I am trying to improve ,, and now to my new story of a crippled dreamer ..2 years of Modijis so called Progress and Development have not touched him yet ,,the second hand wheelchair is a gift from a good samaritan,,

I will shoot his video make him talk to me ,, he is the new Muslim beggar of Bandra Bazar Road.

Incomplete stories too come back to haunt me and a kind God sees that I get another golden chance to tell it to you again.

The blogger in me hung himself from a fan he is still hanging ...by a tale .

This was shot by Murtuza SM Hadi a photographer too at Badi Bargah while shooting 8 Moharam..with Boaz and Francois,, both my Flickr friends and great photographers and documentarists ,,

I learnt a lot from them .. it was an experience shooting with such stalwarts ,,

my new post ,, at Facebook

While I was dabbling in photography I had blinkers on my eyes,, I started my photgraphy with the Film era mostly shooting my stuff on Ilford Delta ASA 100 I had bought the entire stock from Vibgyor Raju Bhai and some of the stock from Standard Photo Store .. for color I used Velvia 50 or Provia , I would take old expired films from Richard Kelep he was kind enough to give them free at Kodak and with the help of maestro BW Jatkar I would experiment and all the labs knew me I shot trigger happily ,, but I shot ,,I knew Mazda Color Art Vishal Bhende ,,Fuji Foto Art ,Huzefer Rassiwala, Mahindra Patil.. and many more places including Bhai Humne who did my printing ,, but sometimes got my rolls developed through friends .

So keeping this traditionalist form of photography I did not succumb or get seduced by the video at all I just did not want to learn to shoot video.. 7 years I would ask people to shoot my granddaughter Marziyas videos ,, I wanted to keep her growing up as a memory but I did not know how to shoot videos at all...so there is just one video of Marziya at my You Tube Channel when she was 3 month old ,, learning to say Dada Dada Dada .meaning Grandpa.

I was inspired to shoot videos and I say this with gratitude watching Fo Paris my friend Francois who had joined me and Boaz Rottem to shoot Ashura Moharam in Hyderabad 2014 ,,, I would watch him taking videos but I was helpless I just shot stills or I would ask someone to take a video on my mobile phone ,,

But once I returned from Hyderabad I decided I will learn shooting video on my mobile and I made mistakes , I did not know the basics I shoot as is where is without ever editing ,, and I shot videos of the Marriammen Feast , but what got me hooked was shooting the Bandra Talao earcleaners , my most viewed videos on You Tube ,, than I earnestly began shooting Garbage and the hapless Municipal Conservancy staff foot soldiers of Modijis Swach Bharat without gloves masks or safety shoes ,, I gradually began shooting stories the flavor of beggary I shot videos at Ajmer Urus .. and today I have over 375 videos over 200000 views ,

I wish I had shot the hijras I documented ,, I wish I had shot the videos of the Bomb blasts that I shot , I wish I had shot my Guru KG Maheshwariji on video.. and so many unfulfilled wishes and I wish I had shot videos of Mr Rajesh Khanna at home , when he played like a grandfather with Marziya and Nerjis ,, he could not do without them .. Bala would call me please bring Marziya ..and both my grandkids have not forgotten Uncle Rajesh Khanna,,I did not take his video when I made his last tuxedo for Balkis Havel fan ad .. I shot his stills when he was trying out his clothes ,, I did not shoot a video of Lal Bagh Chya Raja I shot for years ,, and his march towards the seas ..

I wish I had shot videos of the various possession Hazris , exorcism by the Malangs I visited I wish I had asked someone to shoot my initiation into the Malang fold in 2011 with my Belgian friend ,,

And I am blogging this impromptu at Facebook I will copy and paste to Flickr ,, Now every morning I shoot a garbage video.. I will shoot it till I die standing on my feet ,, near the garbage dump at Bandra Bazar Road I would not mind being buried there near the site of the ladies toilet .. the Bhumi Pujan was done 3 months back by Advocate Ashish Shelar my friendly MLA .. but than it wont be possible as I have decided to gift all the spares in my body to the beggars I shoot I want some beggar kid to see with my eyes , feel the pain of Hussain with my heart .. my brain its fragmented splintered genius ,, lol ..I wish most of all if I could give him my tears ,, the only precious liquid in my armory of this flesh.'

And this is nothing but a tribute to both my friends Boaz who shot the slums , the dhobhi ghat , Moharam in Mumbai .. and we got along pretty well and to Francois I could not accompany him to shoot the Bibi Ka Alm a thought that kills me a million times with guilt ,,

Yes I am shooting amateur videos ...so you can feel what I feel.. and partly see what I could not see..

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. ~Rumi,

Mother is the essence of Humanity

She is the leper mother who begs at Bandra Bazar Road there used to be a guy her brother also a leper who used to move them around a flat board like cart on wheels ...she told me he has gone to their hometown .

And I wondered where do they keep their savings because in Bandra the drug addicts local thieves rob from poor folks too ..

Bandra is a home for anti social elements most living in the Lal Mitti slums cops hardly catch them as they only go after big fish .

This leper family saddens me and besides giving them money there is nothing much I can do .

These are my quintessential street stories they bloom in my backyard .

Many years back there was a lady who lived near the garbage bin she had two beautiful kids but she turned alcoholic and drug addicts would force themselves on her ..she needed booze as fish needs water and the kids were taken care by a few good people .

Than she disappeared with the kids but sometimes I spot her I asked her about the kids a boy and a girl but she stares at me in outer space .

Mind you we have a country hooch joint and most of the drunks make a beeline here close to the garbage dump that I shoot everyday.

The residents of Bandra Bazar Road are an emasculated lot worse than eunuchs they have no response to the evils in our area each one for himself ..they were appeased by the congress and 15 long years they slept through life .

The Congress touted Dengue free Bandra and Destiny made Bandra free of Congress forever .

There is a Congress Corporator but he hardly cares for the urban chaos he has never interacted with the residents as I am told he is busy appeasing the slums the other side of Bandra SV road .

My family were traditional congress voters and we voted for BJP we voted not just for Modijis rhetorics but progress and development but sadly in our area it is still a million light years away .

But next elections I will not vote use the NOTA option ...won't vote for a party or a candidate .

We had great faith for Am Admi Party but they shot themselves in the leg by trying to dump Phiroze Palkivala a non Bandraite on our consciousness and the same with Ms Poonam Mahajan from Worli she has no heart feelings or an emotional connect with our Bandra.

So sometimes a beggar and her child can pierce and bring hidden pain out in the open and I must reiterate local media of Bandra almost licks ass of those who fund and patronize them.

in india you can be lynched

to death for eating storing beef

.progress and development a

modi wave in which we believed

that it would bring succor acche

din our nation would turn a new

leaf.. but hindu talibans attack

a house in the heart of the night

like thieves murder a man make

sure he is dead when they leave

impregnable silence of our globe

trotting chief,..our nation in grief

wake up akhilesh yadav from your

world of make belief offering 10 lacs

does not bring a dead man back to

life ..your miscalculated misplaced

relief..pulling out an ace from your

sleeve does it wipe the tears of

the bereaved what does it achieve

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I had shot this family extensively at the foothills of Haji Malang since 2009 after that I hardly saw and this image was shot at Bandra while going to shoot the Idd Namaz.

Seven kids all suffering from Albinism begging in the blazing sun.. and this family can barely take the suns rays ,, but beg they must and because they are a rare sight , look like white people to those who dont know that Albinism is a disease , huge crowds specially kids gather to see them like clowns in a circus and frankly Indians love tamasha , any street display brings in crowds , they come .out of nowhere , if a man meets with an accident there will be crowds but none will try to save him..its all part of mob mentality ,,and its time the judiciary removed the blindfold and see that delay in trials , glib defense layers giving a second chance to criminals to escape the law will give rise to street justice like Dimapur Nagaland and somebody tweeted what if the alleged rapist is innocent what happens ,, our law and order is going down the drains cops hardcore beating women and tyrannizing the public but become cowards in front of a mob.

I digress I think I should get back to these beggars and imagine their lives full of suffering and vulnerable because of their white skins.They too must be facing hurdles in life but will anyone really hear them out if a misfortune takes place .

Cops in India are not for the poor , lack humanity compassion and are immune to the sufferings even of a rape victim.. for them everyone is a criminal unless proved innocent ,,

And when will Modiji remove all this this corrupt insensitive system that needs immense cleansing more than the garbage at street corners what about the garbage hidden in the soul of listless society.Or is Modijis Swach Bharat about keeping streets clean from litter and garbage only ,, than I dont believe in this ad like Swach Bharat with Modiji as its prime model..

So many beggars girls are raped by people in their own family and the matter brushed away after all the child that will be born is a bonus , drug the child give it out on rent and laugh all the way to the bank.

Sadly I have been unable to go to Haji Malang for last two years so I have not been able to document the plight of this albino beggars .

And banning the Documentary Indias Daughter does not end rape or the mindset of a rapist ,, and for Rs 40000 a criminal will sell the soul of his own daughter too.

Over the years

with the humility

of my cosmic lens

the plight of muslim

beggars all over my

city i shot ..muslim

beggars that god

accidentally forgot

searching for hope

was this their cosmic

plot muslims will get

busy now appeasing

Him slaughtering goats

that huge amounts will

be bought ,,skins some

left over flesh will be

given to the beggars

this is their fate and lot

on the streets homeless

they rot ,,is there someone

who will speak about them

in parliament ,,none not

even modiji i can spot ,,

kill me attack me not

dalits ,,the biggest nautanki

statement on the soul of

humanity we got ,,

this is politics before states go for

elections,, it says it all so what

on the face of society even rich

muslim consider Muslim beggars a blot

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This was shot in 2005 in Lucknow at the Gomti Ghats , and I liked this place mainly because of the Dhobis that dyed the chicken cotton clothes , and put it up to dry on rows of clotheslines ,, lovely Indian vibrant colors ..and the morning ablutions at the Ghats , the Sadhus who looked at me curiously , my cosmic rings my malang attire though I looked like a Malang I became one in 2011.

I met Aghoris at the ghats who requested me not to shoot them but sit with them chat and I could not eat what they offered me refusing the meat politely .

Lucknow has great memories mostly pictorial..and I shot alone , I hardly mixed with people ..and with my dread head , my beads I looked like an ascetic on a journey.

I like three cities for street photography Lucknow Hyderabad and Delhi.. and because of my work commitments in Mumbai I hardly get to see what others shoot , and now that I have flowerhorns at home and birds I hesitate to go out of Mumbai. I lost all my black ghosts over 75 when I went to Hyderabad and the pump stopped as it was clogged by too much food put by my maid ,, she was not even aware they were dead despite the sickening smell that I felt when I returned from Hyderabad Ashura.

Mumbai street photography is good in SOBO .. Crawford Market , Mohomadally Road or Bhendi Bazar but better still Chor Bazar on Fridays .. I have not gone to Chor Bazar since several years ..

And so I shoot Bandra the beggars and the beggar kids and moving moments and garbage .. I am mystically attached to Garbage much before Swach Bharat was coined I have a set on Garbage Porn at Bandra Bazar Road and even the change in government ministers has not helped Bandra Bazar Road is an insult to the BJP mantra of Modiji.. perhaps when he comes down to canvas for the BJP corportors at Bazar Road he will get to see it unless things change by 2017 ,,

The Congress Corporator is the sole survivor of Congress Free Bandra ..and I dont think he really cares about Bazar Road ..

And than I wonder why I take Bandra Bazar Road what if we move out of Bandra one day ,, our family is expanding and we will have to face reality one day ,,unless my brother .. I am the eldest sells our parents flat at Strand Cinema Mohini Mansions ,,

In 2001 when this building was built allegedly on a plot that I am told was a one plus one structure belonging to one of the Falcons with Reddy builder ..the lawyer a Muslim lady living at Falcon Village showed me the picture of that old structure ..

The complainant also a Falcon wrote a post about this illegal building that it was choking the gutters causing unhygienic environment to her property ,,she sent this to Hon PM Mr Narendra Modiji .on his page in 2016 ..

She had got the details from the RTI ..and her main intention was to get this illegal structure demolished ..I only feel sorry fo the residents who got gypped conned ..why did H ward building officials allow this building to come up in the first place ..and Mr Reddy had already come under the scanner one of the buildings opp Kalpana Medical Bandra Bazar was demolished too for being illegal.

I knew Mr Reddy he was a Municipal contractor and when he was constructing the illegal building near Kalpana Medical Bazar Road he was trying give me a shop for my fashion store as surety for a loan of Rs 5 lacs ..I was not interested nor did I have that kind of money....and I think this Falcon builder Reddy is the same guy .. he was later I saw moving around in a white Merck too.

The residents of the demolished Falcon Villa are sleeping at our Tennis court and using the MET toilets young children women old ladies ..few Muslims too in the Holy Month of Ramzan.

The Gaothan of the humble East Indians original inhabitants of Bandra was robbed usurped by politician builder nexus ,, demolishing old East Indian bungalows giving them peanuts as compensation and thus in the late 80 s 90 s began repair permission outrageously ugly 1 plus 2 edifices ..called channel buildings in collusion with the crooks in the H ward Bandra Municipality one of the channel building was my old house 21 De Monte Street Kamla Bai Sadan.. the builder of this channel repair permission is a famous builder now.

Most of Bandra Bazar Chapel Road and other Gaothan areas were blatantly destroyed thanks to the lenient silent view of Congress satraps ..they did not care at all..The last stand of the East Indians did not work they were pushed further to Uttan Vasai Nalla Sopara .. The Church watched hands folded helpless by the biblical edict Render To Caesar what belongs to Caesar and to God what belongs to God ,,

Most of the famous Christian lawyers had the rich builders politicians as their clients so the East Indian residents pride honor could do nothing .. they just gave up the fight ,,

Than the Wheel of Politics turned Congress was booted out ..Congress Free Bandra bough in BJP progress and development ,, and yet the poor owners of houses in Bandra are at the mercy of the mandarins of H Ward ,,

Will the officials of H ward who allowed these illegal buildings to come up 20 years back and who did nothing but abetted in this illegal construction activity ..be taken to task by the erstwhile Government of Mr Devendra Fadnavis ,, will the house owners get their money back or will they get justice ,,

I reiterate I am not a social activist I dont belong to any political party but yes I am a Bandraite not by birth but by choice ,,,so I shot their video images to reach out to all of you ..

Will The Government do something to stop corruption in this low income building sector ,,

The local representatives are silent ,, even God above is Silent .

Tears on the Soul of Bandra ..

On the 75 Year of

our Independence

held in his mother's hand

what is the child dreaming

what is in store for him ..

a thought blasts it's way

screaming ...

a city that sees heavy rains

humid hot and streaming

#gharghartiranga

posted at Facebook

I too wanted to Raise my Hands to God

But Alas Both my hands were gone ..

No I will never play gully cricket kabaddi

all my hopes had gone ..

I was the fading light of a receding dawn

I was a rose I was a thorn..

On the soul of Humanity

I was merely a pawn..

I cursed this photographer for shooting me

Stealing my fragile soul...on the soul of his

street photography for my dreams I mourn.

I am a Muslim so one good thing I wont be reborn

I killed the Man within him I shamed his camera

With just one look piercing the poetry of his life

He stepped back withdrawn ..

He will never forget me I will never forget him..

As life a piece of paper floating in murky waters

as it goes on

Happy Morning From Bandra Lets Bygones Br Bygone .

I move away from the world of Gambhir Singh I am happy for him Love in the hearts of his brother sisters in Manipur found him..He deserved another chance and God used me as medium of his divine intervention .

Ever since I came back to Facebook I have a love and intense hate with this platform..it is recently that I made my posts public otherwise all my posts were marked friends I did it as to reach out to help a man find his way home ,, I did it for Gambhir Singh of Kumbong Village Imphal Manipur ,

I dont add friends on Facebook when I started off I had 2500 plus friends but there were many that reported my head bleeding photos of my kama matam I am a Shia Muslim so I pruned my friends list and was happy with 1500 friends .

Than Gambhir Singh happened I was shocked by the wave after wave of friend requests from Manipur and of Manipuris from other parts of India and the world I surrendered my soul opened the doors of my private space on Facebook... let everyone in I deleted just two requests from Manipur one of a person whose spirituality was totally against my own Shiasm Sufism and another that was using Asifa as a tool to hurt all HIndus of India .

I am not into politics I have friends cutting across party lines ,,my best friends are In BJP Shivsena MNS Swabhiman ..yes I have very few friends in the Congress and here I will be damned if I keep my shut I voted for a Congress Free Bandra as the laid back leaders did nothing for the poor or the common man in their white Armani attire Gucci shoes they came to hoist our national flag disappeared

God made sure they disappeared to completely from Bandra ,,,though I have reservations against the silence of the ruling party I have decided to use NOTA in the next elections sadly in this political graveyard full of zombies I see no alternative to individually take on Modiji.

I voted for Advocate Ashish Shelar President of BJP he is a good man and lives in our building,,,if I need help when I am helping people anywhere in India he takes my call does the needful,,he is a Hindu I am a Muslim but he has always been there for me ,,

I dont talk politics this post is for those who added me recently I am not a product of the Madrsa I will never wear a skull cap ..I am not the typical Miya I am educated my schooling was Christian based ..Convent education..

I believe in Interfaith my core religiosity is Humanity made in India .

I simply shoot India .. India is my Perfumed garden.

If you feel differently about my views please unfriend block me .

I dont add Pakistani Muslims even if they are Sufis or Shias because my Islam is traditional Indian in its views and my ancestry I do not want to hurt their sentiments as perhaps I am a Hindu too through my cultural inheritance .

My Guru was a human loving Muslim loving Naga Sadhu had the most beautiful relationship with him perhaps I was the only Muslim in his fold he gave me an opportunity to smoothen my rough edges .

I have a Jesuit priest as my spiritual mentor ,,,I have an Aghori Guru he will be waiting for me at the crematorium at Khamakya .

This is me ,,with malice to none I am a beggar poet ,,

And some pictures like this boy I shot at Ajmer 8 years back make me talkative ,, I never saw him again I searched for him..but I wish those rich pompous Muslims that buy huge expensive Goats Camels Dumba could have bought him prosthetics .

I celebrate Bakra Eid but since 10 years I donate our Goat blood money to pay the fees of children in the slums .

How good or bad Muslim I am ...God is surely aware of that I am ready to be caned burnt in Hell for my shortcomings ..

I am changing evolving falling getting up and one reason why I felt for Gambhir Singh I was a hardcore alcoholic I robbed destroyed my children's childhood I drank like a fish in a half empty aquarium..I lost love but my Lucknow based hardcore Shia wife held to me though I was a broken brick of the edifice that was my home .

I changed I stopped drinking on the day of Gauri Visarjan years back so a Hindu goddess was also part of my reformation I have never touched a drop of booze since 20 years or more .

Lsst I about 25 years back I began documenting Sufism tried to spread its sweetness through my pictorial narrative ,

I became a Malang I was appointed as Khalifa of the oldest Sufi order Madarriya Silsila and my Mentor is Syed Masoom Ali Baba Asqan Mafari.

I will be given the Khilaftnama of Qadri Rafaee Silsila by another mentor Nasir Bhai Rafaee.

Years back in Ladakh I helped some Tibetan refugees His Holiness Dalai Lama Sab gifted me his Autobiography those days in Ladakh I wore the Lama dress I still wear it today my latest one was presented by Mr Danny Denzongpas family on my birthday .

It is people who made me what I am..I have many flaws I still have sharp edges wild temper but I am trying to control it ..

I will oneday visit Manipur to bless my friend soulmate Gambhir Singh of Kumbomg Village Imphal.

Now in some time I go to play tennis and meet a horse that waits for me ..I dont know if its the carrot or me that he likes but does not matter

I would die before I sent anyone of you a Fucked Whats Up Good Morning Post ,, my good mornings are pictures words all sacred I only shoot Original Content ,,

God gave me a gift I use it to save people and save myself from my ego the most demonic part of a mans being .

Nobody destroys Man more than his Ego his sanctimonious self esteem..

See You All later

Old Monk

text posted at Ello

This picture is not photoshopped it is my backyard for last 20 years though I am staying here since 10 years it is the same as it was in 15 years of Congress Rule and now after voting for BJP it is still the same ,, several tweets lots of pictures to my MP Ms Poonam Mahajan and my MLA Advocate Ashish Shelar of BJP .. There is no response ,,, the failure of garbage management , the filth the stench and we talk of Modijis Swach Bharat .. I think it is just a hollow chant to sway us away from the core issues that plague us all and its not the Beef Ban I dont eat Beef .. but rapes , child rapes gold chain snatching and the list is long I am a 60 + senior citizen and as a photographer I use my camera to throw light on such civic issues ,, I will not use my camera without a purpose and that is why every foreigner that visits me shoots this dump,, my grandchildren learnt photography shooting this dump..

And I add my comment to a Ello photographer Indian by birth who is hurt by what I shoot ,,

well what i shoot is my backyard that needs cleaning ,, i was a congress voter traditionally we voted for progress and change and just talking about Swach Bharat doe not make it clean so this is my personal angst and I shall go on shooting garbage till the people I voted wake up ,, and I think as you are uncomfortable with what I shoot and I will not be changing my views ,, and I love India as much as you I will politely remove you from my friend list I would not want to hurt your feeling maam ,, take care nothing personal.. You shoot what you have to shoot as a photographer I am a blogger and the purpose of my photography is to wake up the dead soul of my politicians I dont shoot porn I dont shoot anything that would hurt sense sensibilities and as a Muslim I have shot Hinduism as Hope And Hindutva 60000 blogs my Guru is a Naga Sadhu from Juna Akhada so I am as much Hindu as you are ,, take care .. all the best. I added you because of you recommendation by my friend @davidseibold ,,,I too would not be comfortable with somebody who shows India in a bad light but I will not shoot those things that others pretentiously shoot that is not India .. I would appreciate if you could block me , it would be nice for a change ,, I could not block you for being truthful..

These are a set of images I shot before I left for Makanpur to shoot the Urus Of Zinda Shah Madar .

I am dividing the Urus documentary as mobile photos and camera photos ,, I used both Canon 60 D and 7 D but I am astonished at my moderation I did not shoot much on the camera as I shot videos mobile photos that were easy to share at Twitter.

I am using Twitter as a mini photo management site ,,

I am using Flickr as my archive I hardly interact here ,, and I am posting my archive rigorously at my You Tube Channel.

Its been over 8 months I have locked my Facebook I miss a few friends but I can do without them.

I have added sobriety to my inner angst let my pictures talk.. I prefer to be in pianissimo mode ,,

However I am amazed that for years I used Flickr as my blog site ..but than the magic washed away and I distanced myself from all blogging platforms for me the Blog died of OD .

As a You Tube creator I became a storyteller ..I felt insulted to call myself a blogger I have always posted Original content I am not a formal educated photographer I am a DSLR point shoot artist Fuck F Stops ..

I actually enjoying shooting street images on my OPPO FS 1

I got it in exchange for my HTC 826 and paying a difference ..

Business as a high end tailor has not been good and for those who joined in late photography has never been my primary source of income ,, and both my cameras are gifts from my ex boss ..I was a successful corporate whore big bucks but he clipped my wings held me captive in a gilded cage I fuck flew out to become a Malang a semi Old Monk ascetic .

And I have cancelled my Ajmer Urus tickets that I had booked 3 months in advance I will take a train to Delhi and walk on foot with the Malangs Rafaees Qalandris from Delhi to Ajmer ,,as my Peer Syed Masoom Ali Baba Asqan Madari has appointed me as the Head of the Dam Madar Malangs of Mumbai he made me the Khalifa I wont have many problems from rogue and fake Malangs on my grueling walk.

I had great company shooting the Makanpur Urus thanks to both my dear friends Laurent Salesse who had shot it last year and my American friend Boaz I love this unassuming humble man he gifted me a Hard Drive 2 TB ..on my own after demonetization I can hardly buy one ,,Thank You Boaz and Father above .

I write a lot of shot micro poems 140 words at Twitter and even the Trolls and Modiji Bhakts keep away from me as I am only posting images ,, I shoot original content I shoot India the India that runs in my veins the India that is not Pushkar Fair a India that is not wildlife sanctuaries a India that is not travelling in a elitist Maharajah train..by Brahamnical Indian Railways .

I shoot hardcore India I live in India I breathe India my India is Mumbai but two places that intrigue my restless soul are Makanpur and Khamakhya ,, I am documenting the Malangs Naga Sadhus Aghoris Shaman Hijras Tantrics and Black Magic .

I hope to save money to fly to Guwahati as I will lose 6 days by train journey ,,its about these 6 days in the train the thought drives me crazily insane.

I also stopped shooting my grandkids ..and let them be kids they dont need the camera but if it comes in their hands they shoot it brilliantly ,,

Grandkids are busy relocated back to Mumbai with studies painting drawing and skates that I gifted them

I dont take them out like the old days ,, lol

It took me almost two days to upload over 50 videos mobile pictures that I shot at Makanpur ,, and now I will after this upload the Malang pictures shot on my camera ..to Flickr .

I shot a few videos on my camera but I am not to good with it I thought once I will learn video editing at some school but its expensive ,, so I have kept that remorseless desire in abeyance.

I try to see through your timelines too as and when I have time but I use this task on my mobile phone .

I thank all of you connected to me those who follow me those whom I follow ,,I dont add people to my timeline anymore ,,

I dont edit my pictures I dont delete my pictures ..my flaws are as important to me than the few good shots God takes for me ,

On my own I can shoot Nothing ,, Nothing ,,

God the great photographer shoots my pictures ,,and Fuck Decisive Moment ,,

Alex W is grinning my great American Godfather ..a Grandfather like me .

I thought of emptying out the broken water pot of my emotions ,,before it dries out completely.

Merci

500 and 100 rupee notes ban..

called demonitization our PM

Modijis cosmic plan to weed out

corruption as fast as he can

bar dancing ban..away from

the city of Mumbai the ladies

bar dancers ran beef ban..

what the government deems

you have to eat or not eat

dear man..from the fucked fire

into the fucked frying pan..

good days are coming ..

to make you a quintessential

gentleman..

foot soldiers of clean india or swah bharat

First this was shot a few months back ..this disclaimer is necessary as I do not wear saffron in Moharam ... I only wear black.. this is not to hurt those mourning for Imam Hussain...

All my saffron clothes have been locked up for 2 month 8 days ,, till Moharam ends ,,

The garbage at Bandra Bazar hurts the conservancy staff the most managing this dump without safety shoes masks or gloves .

I have given a lot of them money to take septic shots when they cut themselves on this dump.

This is the only dump in Mumbai no politician worth his salt will com to clean the garbage as photo op for Swacch Bharat..

I need not say anything more ..

posted at Facebook first ..

Unlike most of you who post updates without a picture or some GIF or share another persons picture as your update ..I simply cant do it ,does not work for me here at Facebook , so I went to my Flickr archive bought forward a picture changing the Exif data from June 2015 to the current date ,,this post is blank at the moment at Flickr I shall cross blog it from here to Flickr .

In the evening at about 6 pm , I went to Bandra SV road to get bloodworms for my flowerhorns I have some exotic ones about 8...after I bought the worms I decided to go see my ear cleaners friends Nabi , Kassim and Raju..

I was carrying my DSLR too, I met Kassim bhai , he was grumbling business was bad as a guy perhaps a drunkard had drowned at the Talao the pond ..he was fished out by the cops ..and there is no security , kids come and fish here , the BMC cares a fuck.. to put it more aptly ..dead Indians are the best Indians .

Well I decided to bring a smile on Kassim bhais face I sat down to have my ears cleaned and shot the proceedings on my HTC Desire 826 ..I paid both Kassim bhai and Nabi too , Raju the third earcleaner had left home early because of the death of the drunkard at the Talao.

After I had shot the video I said goodbye to them , walked back home on the way near Jain Mandir Road Bandra is a new South Indian joint, they make the best rasam idlis I decided to fill myself ,,and shot a few pictures but I got an urgent call from my client who stays at Orbit Heights Grant Road I was needed urgently before 9pm.. it was 7 pm.. I rushed home showered took a cab not much traffic I reached by 8.30 pm.. I finished my work and walked through the Grant Road vegetable market , nobody recognized me as I was in ordinary attire a white linen shirt and black breeches I bought some vegetables ..and decided to return by train.. the Grant Road station at about 9.30 pm was packed with the homeless folks kids moms and the drunk husbands ,, I had no heart to shoot them and with a plastic bag of 10 kg of vegetables shooting on the mobile phone is not easy.

Well the real adventure began in the train.. I sat in a corner it was a Bandra train no rush.. as such but it was crowded and when the train started a guy began to sing some old numbers I decided to shoot his video, and record his voice ..he was a Muslim dressed neatly in a kurta pajama I gave him money and he moved away back near the entrance ,, there he started another song I carried my heavy bag near the door and began to shoot the second video... and he had pain in his voice he sang passionately of a strange longing that mystically bound me ,, as he was about to finish his second song and Bandra was approaching I talked to him on video.. he was from Hussainabad Lucknow going through very difficult times he loves singing and thus he earned his living I told him I was from Lucknow too..and I felt sad he will go to meet his family in Moharam ..I told him my Lucknow connection , when I got off he had disappeared into the crowds leaving behind a memory that I add to the eve of 69 Independence day ,,without Congress under the auspices of Mr Narendra Modiji...the wait for Acche Din and most of all without sarcasm or satire a genuine hope for Sab Ka Sath Sab Ka Vikas ,,

Dal Dal Par Soneki Chidiya Karti Hain Basera Yeh Bharat Desh Hai Mera ,,

I will upload the videos of this Lucknow singer from Hussainabad but the pictures on my DSLR can wait ,,

I use Facebook as a blog platform.. and I pimp the soul of my blog on Twitter ..

Though they the Congress Party lost the elections in Bandra , they are not interested in re connecting with the public trying to regain their lost bastion not at all.

Unlike Mr Arvind Kejriwal they are so arrogant in their loss that they dont try to find out why they lost in Bandra once the heritage of late Mr Sunil Dutt .

Simply because people saw through their politics of appeasement for their own ends ,,and it will continue in the same vein if they dont get off their high horses .

Nobody talks good of them instead everyone curses them ..in the Bandra Bazar Market including the slum pockets .. and why am I saying all this because my family was a traditional Congress voter we got disgusted with them .. they were visible in the early years only during election time once they won they just disappeared and we got fed up of their colorful Dengue Free Bandra brochures that were more to make the Christians happy , make the Sindhis happy , the slums can hardly read so the brochures were not for them and I feel sick that our local media licked their pompous asses to push their agenda of having done nothing the paver tiles is the greatest curse to the bylanes of Bandra...ugly and a eyesore.

They neglected the middle class Muslims like us , they did not bother about the Marathi Manoos or the Dalits ... they totally disrespected the East Indians , bent on demolishing their ancestry and today the Gaothan are in need of holistic healing.

The builder politician nexus is what one heard saw and slowly the vote bank of the Congress in Bandra evaporated and will be decimated like Delhi if they dont get serious about re inventing and rethinking.

They kept their affiliates , ass lickers sycophants in the best of health and wealth this is what the common man of Bandra says , all they did was get a public toilet door repaired and this in pre dominantly Muslim slums .They divided the Bandra Manoos as Muslims Hindus and Dalits and this fell smack on their Face .They lost Bandra forever .. for now ,,

They never learnt the power of social networking they knew zilch about Twitter Facebook or blogging they had no Bhakts like the followers of Modiji or like Mr Arvind Kejriwal , people with love passion for the party and for India .. they got eaten away by their empty rhetoric's and their hollow brochures .. that reached houses via the newspapers but not millions like the Internet.

Will they learn,,, I doubt it , they never encouraged college kids , they pampered those that helped their agenda , they forgot the power of the social media savvy Youth .

See the BJP Bhakts vociferous faithful and even towering high after the Delhi loss ,, and above all see the collective cohesiveness of moral strength of the Delhi Am Admi party , sadly the Mumbai Am Admi party may have done its bit in Delhi but it takes a back seat in Mumbai itself.. less said the better .

And the problem is when people wrote about the Congress shortcomings in their blogs nobody in their hierarchy was willing to read it or implement Change ,

And I am not bad mouthing the Congress but a new younger youthful face or faces are required to rejuvenate the Congress Party..or it is Doomsday for the civic elections in 2017.

And as bloggers are not given space to be read in newspapers I hope they read this as a blog ,, we write without being paid we certainly dont go under the editors desk. lol . and we write with moderation and with respect and we write for the greater good of Bandra .

We may belong to any political party but all parties in democratic India are Indian..I do not belong to any political party thankfully I write and photograph reality with Truth ..

And I hope this is taken as constructively by those who will inherit the leadership of Bandra .. be it Congress BJP Shiv Sena or the impending return of the Am Admi Party.

This picture of the garbage lying open is a common feature near the slums with the Congress banner near the dirtiest Municipal Garden close to MET Grounds Bandra Reclamation supposedly the citadel and vote bank of erstwhile Shiv Sena BJP.

My Tribute To Raja and Maharajah Cheek Piercers of Goddess Marriammen.

Raja and Maharajah are both dead they were veterans seniors and adept in the art of piercing the devotees cheeks with 18 feet rods that are specially made in Tamil Nadu and bought to Mumbai I am told.

They were experts in inserting hooks in the back of the devotees with these hooks well aligned the devotees became Horseman of Goddess Marriammen.

Pulling cars buses tempos jeeps rickshah huge coconut baskets all attached to a rope and to the hooks on their backs.

They hung from cranes with huge hooks in the back.

Raja mostly was the main piercer at Macchimar Colony and was very close to Ganesh Pujari and Laxmi the Pujaris sister.

Raja refused to believe I was Muslim.. He thought I was a covert Hindu.. And I let it remain that way till his death..

He was also the main piercer at the huge Marriammen Mandir at Sion Koliwada.

He would call me and Sion Koliwada was a great experience.

After his death the invitations and calls stopped.

Maharajah was an eminent piercer from Nehru Nagar Juhu and also the temple drum player he was best in both these fields.

He once stopped me from entering the Mandir he did not know me but apologizedd when Bhiman Devendra my best friend told him that I was a Muslim and devotee of Goddess Marriammen he too became a great friend.

I miss both these great masters of body piercing.

I do not boast when I say I don't shoot what others shoot... In all humility I promote Hinduism I promote Hindu Muslim amity.

Bhaichara Brotherhood.

My photography has a purpose.. It us not mundane or meaningless I am the bugle blowing the music of Hope as taught to me as a photographer by my Gurus Mr KG Maheshwari Prof BW Jatkar and living legend Shreekant Malushte ji.

All my 3 Gurus were Hindus. And I am proud to say they instilled this love of faith culture in my photography genes.

I have hardly ever skipped a Marriammen shoot and last evening I met a Kinnar Pujari from Yellamma Temple Mankhurd he liked me a lot and promised to take me to shoot the main Yellamma temple in the South during the Feast.

So these are thoughts at daybreak.. It's still dark outside my legs are in very bad shape so I am contemplating whether to go play tennis or just sleep.

Last night I could not upload my pictures to Flickr as my Internet was down.

So my three mainstreans of photography are Hinduism Sufism and my own Faith Shiasm that I shoot only during Moharam out of Mumbai.

I indulge in street photography and stretches slam poetry.

I shoot beggars horses of Bandra.

I shoot Garbage as fine Art.. And I feel happy about the Plastic ban but feel sorry how many poor people will be conned money extorted when the plastic ban penalty comes into implementation.

Not just the Marshals even those impersonating as Cops Marshal Municipal officers will make a bomb.

And the Government will look the other way.. As it always does there will be more corruption extortion bribes and we will be moving one step ahead of Modijis Promise of Acche Din Progress Development.

I mean I respect our PM he is an elected person but what hits me in the guts his sad choice of a CM for UP who is a Muslim hater and baiter.

I mean in all of UP there was no administrator with a vision of Pan India of Peace than Yogiji.

I as a Indian as a Muslim want the Ram Mandir to be built as soon as possible but we diverted that holistic mission caught up in the syndrome if misplaced cow lynchings and love Jihad.

I am happy that my brother a Shia Muslim married a beautiful Hindu lady her grandfather a luminary of Indian judiciary.

They have a son nurtured on both Ganga Jamuna Tehzeeb.. And nobody ever called it Love Jihad.

So a Hindu Brahminn lady can give birth to a Muslim child of peace or vice versa should not take you by surprise.

What God put together let no man out asunder.

I was born in Lucknow and I am happy first my grandmother in Lucknow did not take the train to Pakistan.

I am very happy that my handsome good looking father left Lucknow as a 16 year old lured by Indian cinema perhaps but finally worked with a British couturier as a tailor and later Master cutter.

Last I love my state Maharashtra and my challenge to other states of India once in your lifetime build a mini Mumbai where Peace Hope Humanity are bridesmaids of God.

I have lived in Mumbai for 65 years from the slums of Kurla to Wodehouse Road to Breach Candy to Stand Cinema Colaba and finally hope to die one time in Bandra.

I die almost everyday when I read the news of child rape Hindu Muslim divide and lying Ministers who would sell their own Mother to get a piece of the Indian Pie.

Happy Morning from Bandra.

faraway at Dadri in Bisara village

a man was murdered a family

bereaved ,,memories that wont

easily leave media has a field

day the villagers peeved ,,

politics will destroy the soul

of India dividing Hindus

Muslims a beef ban

inhumanly perceived

wantonly tricked

deceived ..modijis

progress development

empty hollow rhetoric

silently pervading the

soul of peace ,,no

reprieve ,,no relief '

Believe me I have shot so much of garbage and much before Modiji gave his clarion call for Swach Bharat Clean India .

And I have an entire set at Flickr documenting the horrible horrendous garbage sites in Bandra one close to my home and also as close to our Local MLA s house .And despite BJP winning both the seats from Bandra the situation of garbage management is on the backfoot ,, Nobody cares but I know for a fact if any of the Big Bosses of BJP were to arrive in my area this place would look pristine and unbelievably Garbage Free .

Well I digress but this garbage site is in Bandra Slaughter House slum this small space under a staircase for all the slum pockets in this area , there is a very big one outside the NCP office too on the road from Shastri Nagar slums .

Mostly Muslim area like this the garbage is never picked up and I have seen concerned people paying the sweepers to clean it ,,and it is the same at other Muslim slums in my area too Indraji Nagar etc

Now you will never see this kind of display at Joggers Park, Carter Road BandStand where the two Bollywood Icons stay you wont see this even at Pali where Mr Rishi Kapoor stays , they wont allow this to ever happen as they love Pali Hill and have nurtured it for long .. And you wont see this at Turner Road so why such an anomaly in garbage removal..

One thing is sure with so many of our politicians going on junkets to learn something from other countries they learnt nothing about garbage disposable beats me ,, could they not hire a CEO from Singapore

Mumbai needs people that love Mumbai not people who want to destroy Mumbai ,,. The Politicians The BMC and above all the residents are to blame .. if there was a CCTV at these garbage sites , it would be the first item to be stolen you can be sure ..

The BMC Beat Marshalls were badly outsourced , uneducated uncouth , and nothing less than extortionist .. you need an event management company to gt rid of garbage as an eyesore in Mumbai.. and this is our legacy of garbage that we will one day give to our generation next..

This was the era of Ms Priya Dutt MP and Mr Baba Siddiqui MLA Congress Party ,, and now in 2015 we have a new set of Bandra ministers Ms Poonam Mahajan MP and Advocate Ashish Shelar MLA both BJP .. our new custodians ,, though the civic corporator is Mr Tanvir Pate of the Congresas Party,,, I dont think he knows about this dump.. the most famous iconic dump of Bandra ,, photographers from all over the world come here to shoot this art form.. the smell , the urban chaos decay and the lilting reminder of mortality and morbidity ,,

My grandchildren got their first lessons in street photography shooting this garbage dump..it is one of its kind and it is prominently placed at Bandra Bazar Road once the heritage and crown of the Bandra Bazar gaothan.

This part of Bandra has gone to seed ,,more than 1200 images and over 80 videos renamed as a set Swach Bandra Bazar Road and Garbage porn.. it will always be here unless the Chicken market shifts to Vashi.. and Mutton and Fish and Buffalo or Buff Meat are banned too.

I call this the Temple of Garbage of the Lord of the Flies ,,young students of photography come here to shoot it too and I am waiting to do a fashion shoot here ,,,

Sadly the residents living here next to this dump hardly care a shit , instead they love and glorify it with dumping their own garbage too.. now we dont have a Mr Rishi Kapoor here , or this place would be as beautiful as Pali Hill..

At Bandra Bazar even the youth are stunted dwarfed and have aged seeing this garbage all their life ,, the slum kids come to play here , women scavengers come here to search for food , meat fish prawns ,,

There was a huge photo op by the BJP party to build a ladies toilet a bhumi pujan but it has yet to see the light of day.. BJP is the only party that promises the sky the moon and the stars ,, but leaves you with Thulla .

I voted for Progress and Development and frankly a Congress Free Bandra and despite the shortcomings of the BJP I will still vote for it as there is no other alternative this side of Bandra .. the Congress decimated demolished the ex ministers hardly come our end ,, The Am Admi party sent us Phiroze Palkiwala .. and we could have had a better choice with Mr Ayub Khan.. a sincere humble Bandraite by birth and not by choice ,,

So these are early morning stray thoughts as I go through my Flickr archives that disappeared for a few minutes last night causing sheer pain and trauma at the Flickr Forum..

My 355000 images came back ..miraculously ,, my entire wealth so to speak poetically and visually ,,