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A Shia Mothers Day
for a shia mother
it is mothers day
everyday
in rememberance
of that mother
of hassan and hussain
in every way
fadak karbala
inglorious crimes
that never pay
we for this reason
did breakaway
furaat was
a moment
commemorating
mashke sakina
water way
through
azadari e hussain
we portray
our tears presents
on mothers birthday
come moharam
our foreheads
our bleeding backs
some swordplay
hussainiyat and tabarrah
on display
Posted by photographerno1 on 05 Jun 2007
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Yes We Self Flagellate!
we self flagellate
allah ho akbar
our pain on their
consciousness
cut and paste
we the path of
hussainiyat
embraced
they call our
matam in poor taste
why do we our blood waste?
saying it is shikr
bidat based
they who place bombs
on trains
they who lob
grenades in mosques
bomb mandirs and trains
to achieve a martyrdom misplaced
killing maiming decapitating
the true colors of Islam defaced
with their cowardly acts
an entire community disgraced
muslims killing muslims
a thought surfaced
in sheer human distaste
Posted by photographerno1 on 05 Jun 2007
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Allah Ho Akbar Dot Net
denigrating the name of Allah
from their cybernetic minaret
pompous puritanical
tutored Saudi backed little pets
weaving their own sordid nets
shia haters
shia baiters
shia bashers
shia encashers
demonical disguised you bet
a url that says allah ho akbar dot net
sectarian hate spewing more hate
bathing in a communal toilet
catastrophic chaotic rants
of juvenile delinquents
who fume and frequently fret
seeing our bleeding they get upset
paradise is million light years away
without the benovlence of Ahle Bait
they forget
1400 years pain
that we commemorate
Ya HussainÂ
Ya Hussain
a war cry
we never forget
trampling yazidiyat
no empty threat
our blood tears and sweat
 to live like Ali
 to die like Hussain
our black clothes
our matam
our majlis
our azadari
a spinal column
of our spiritual quest
highlighting a Shia silhouette
Posted by photographerno1 on 02 Jun 2007
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Zuljana Faithful Zuljana
Zuljana
Imam Hussains
Valiant steed
Flying in the wind
indeed
With scriptured wings
Koranic verses
That we read
No power politics
No religious hypocrisy
Of the Ummayad
Fighting Namazis
Cowards who watched
This genocide but did not interceede
Venomously wanting to succeed
No long beard no skull cap
No janamaz no prayer bead
No impotency of a human code of conduct
That goes against the Islamic creed
Yes seeing Zuljana
Faithful Zuljana
Loyal Zuljana
A Four legged human Zuljana
Defending his Masters honor
On the sands of Karbala he bleeds
His blood purified by his Masters Blood
This is Hussainiyat of the Holy Prophets seed
From the front he leads
Shah ast Hussain the speed
Badshah ast Hussain the need
Deen Panah ast Hussain
A whispering reed
Haqqe Bina La Ilaha Ast Hussain
Yazidiyat to this eye opening couplet
Pay heed.
His head but not his hand
Did he conceede
Familiarity of a serpent seed
Contempt, disgust breed
Take the example
Of Zuljana
Imam Hussains valiant steed
They who killed Imam Hussain
Allah Ho Akbar
Today with false unconvincing rhetoric’s
The entire Ummah mislead
Allah knows who is right who is wrong
His omniscience you cannot supercede
Our Tears a Maksade Fatima
On the Soul of Shiasm decreed
This is dedicated to the Grand Ayatollah Sistani Saab Marjah.
Posted by photographerno1 on 02 Jun 2007
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The Slash of Faith
I cut my forehead on the 9th Moharam at Nakhas, but the members of the crowd had snatched the short sword from my hand, I fought them , but I was overpowered , so I continued scourging my back withtwo sets of flagellating blades.
On Ashura 10th Moharam I shot the Ashura Juloos proceeding from Nakhas to Karbala Talkatora.
On the 11th Moharam, was the Juloos of the Fourth Imam Zainul Abedin at Dargah Hazrat Abbas Lucknow , I wore a turban, to cover my head wound, I had removed the bandage.
This picture was shot by a photographer at the Dargah top from where I was shooting this awesome juloos, most of the pictures I shot camera Raw.
Posted by photographerno1 on 01 Jun 2007
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Gone With The Wind Old Times
This is vintage Lucknow, moving away, into sepia toned anonymity, like dried flower petals, whithering , entombed in termite infested hard bound poetry books.
The one who placed it dead and gone.
This was on the road to Chowk, I was searching for a cybernet cafe, the Raj Thandai owner had sent me on a wild goose chase, I had reached a temple of Durga Ma instead of the cybernet cafe.
The second attempt was to another famous Kali Temple at Chowk, the Raj Thandai guy told me that during the Durga Puja devotess cut of their tongues at the Temple , the devotees he said regained the tongue in 14 hours, this is the most famous Kali Temple in Lucknow, so I was on a pillion seat moving towards the temple, a guy was giving me lift to the temple on his bike, when I spotted this ancient time piece of a human stop watch of a lady.
I took a few shots.
The original shots in color are good, but daughter Samiya preferred black and white.
This is the story of a languishing old Lucknow , traditions of Tehzeeb Adab, culture , etiquette that Lcknow was famous for infamously dying a slow slithering death.
I was sad to hear the death knell words of Nawab Jafar Mir Abdullah, who told me frightening words that a certain section of the Shia clergy, wanted Azadari to take a back seat, there were attempts to sabotage this spinal column of our Shiasm.
I said nothing, I am a Photo Blogger , my Karam Bhumi is Mumbai, I have mentally and emotionally moved away from the city of my birth.
My grandfather Daroga Nabban Saab is a descendant of Mir Anis.
The Defence of Lucknow
Lord Alfred Tennyson
Urdu – The Language and Poetry
Zoya Zaidi
Lucknow was also famous for its courtesans, nautch girls, mujrewalis , patronised by the Nawabs.
Adab and Tehzeb was the fragrance of a Kotha.
Posted by photographerno1 on 01 Jun 2007
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Yes We Bleed
Yes We Bleed
the chant of ya hussain
is all we need
yes we bleed
furrowed on our heads
ploughed lines
of our faith
indeed
yes we bleed
just love
for our imam
without any greed
yes we bleed
our views
not yours
is part of our creed
yes we bleed
keep your sajdahs
your skull caps
your prayer beads
hussainiyat
we will not conceede
come moharam
its guaranteed
yes we will bleed
trampling
with the tandav of our feet
yazidiyat and the serpent seed
yes we bleed
tears that in
the will of bibi fatima
of our shiasm
were prophesied
yes we bleed
allah ho akbar
you may mislead
yazidi forces
shamed by
zuljana
imam hussains
valiant steed
yes we bleed
yes we bleed
Posted by photographerno1 on 31 May 2007
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Healing the Wounds of Faith
I spoke to Dr Shabeeb Rizvi Shia Islamic scholar on my mobile , it was his Sms to me on Bibi Fatima that inspired me to write the two articles on her trial and tribulations, sometimes being the daughter of the Holy Prophet , is a huge mantle of a spiritual responsibility, people around you human as ever, the envy, the underlayers of Hate for the House Of Bani Hashim, enemies encircling you, as Hazrat Ali ,it is an undeniable fact had cut short many a life of the various tribes of Arabia.This was an act, that had the repercussion seen on the battlefield of Karbala, revenge, honor killings , was the Arab pastime.Ferocious inter rivalry, an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth, the early Arabs of the era of Janabe Sayyada were barbaric, became more barbaric when Imam Hussains caravan reached Karbala.
Imagine walking up to a head bowed in prayer , a head that belonged to the Holy Prophets cousin , his son in law , severing it, the blood stains on the walls of Islam, the ensuing justification, that it was political.Sometimes I think in earlier Islam , it was more Politics than belief in Allah.Its the same today.With money the powerful scons of Yazidiyat have bought over people to their side, the deaths continue, the dissemination of Hate through Madarssas , run by rogue Mullahs.Conversions to the Army of warlord soldiers, vandals, destroying all that took centuries to build.Today the chickens have come home to roost, the winds of the past are rocking away kingdoms of the East, kingdoms standing on whithering sand.
I do not say Shiasm is good or Sunnism is bad, I say Islam is the greater good, we have to heal raw wounds, we die in all calamities not as Sunnis or Shias but as Muslims.Today unfortunately the crusades is fought within our own kind, sectarian hate , factionalism, is this the Heritage of the Message of the Holy Prophet that we leave as Islamic Inheritance to our posterity.?
It is maddening to see the unnecessary killing, the tears, the bloodshed, young lives destroyed as the first step landed on a Mine..hope of a future blown to smithereens.
Well these pictures were shot on Ashura day, at Karbala Talkatora, young interns from nearby Government Hospitals giving a healing hand to wounds of faith.Pictures that got lost due to faulty focussing I tweaked with a paint brush, to let them live as pictorial poetry.
Posted by photographerno1 on 31 May 2007
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Tears for Bibi Fatima ! Curses For her Killers !
from this world into
the next world we will pass
tears for bibi fatima
beneath the shadow of alam abbas
oops taqqaiya
allah ho akbar
we bypass
dont throw stones
you live in a cybernetic world
made of glass
we cut our bodies
scourge bleed
mind outpacing mass
we dont lob grenades
maim , decapitate or
other communities harass
on other peoples privacy of thought
we dont tresspass
so let us do what we do
stop behaving like a jackass
yes it is hussainiyat that
as wealth of our spirituality
we amass ..
did it not spread eagle yazidiyat
a momentary abberation so crass
with our curses on the enemies
of janabe fatima
we will surpass
it is not just a sectarian difference
its an ideology impasse
Posted by photographerno1 on 30 May 2007
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Accursed Fate of a Begging Muslim Woman
a muslim woman
begs on the graveyard of a mound
around her mocking her despair
dead laughter surrounds
ghosts spirits her living death
astound
a few coins in her hand
deathly silence no sound
covering her beggary
her shame
born as a Muslim Woman
by other moving men and women
frowned
she in her hijab
her winding sheet
buried live above ground
we are building
masjids madarsaas
womens home childrens home
homlessness no home to be found
yes with thorns the underprivilged
Muslim Woman is thus crowned
bleeding kismet
male dominance
mullahs handbill like
fatwas to hound
yes they who are busy
bombarding trains , mosques
humanity misguided jehadi
terrorism abound
the heads of Islamic world
a cloth stuffed in the mouth
hand and cold feet bound
justifying actions
as a merry go round
yazidiyat that
enevitable power house
in the flowing blood
of hussainiyat got drowned
haqqa bina lahe laha illala
ast hussain
only a hussain can expound
at yazids court
bibi zainab
one hand on the holy koran
the other with
the najahul balagha
in her kutbas
propound
indomitable
womanhood of Islam
so profound
even the heads
on the spears
watched her spellbound
Posted by photographerno1 on 30 May 2007
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Nakhas the Pride of Shia Lucknow
Tazias
Tazias
Nakhas is the predominant area of Shia Moharam celebrations, the most sectarian fire prone, the main thoroughfare , a commercial hub, with less fan fare than Aminabad, not high end or classy as Hazratganj.
Nakhas is pure Nakhas, it touches Chowk the chiken capital, has most of the Imambadas within walking dstance.Towards the Mandi are the two famous ones Gufr Map, and Akka Baqar, near my father in lawAbbas Qasims house are Nazim Saab, Shia girls college.
The road of Nakhas is blocked during Moharam time from 1st Moharam to 10th Moharam.
The 9th Moharam Juloos starts from Nakhas late evening ending at Hazrat Abbas Dargah.
The Ashura Juloos starts from Nakhas ends at Karbala Talkatora.
Once in a lifetime affair , worth watching is the Moharam Ashura here, still clinging to the mustiness of its old embroidered chikankari charm , old age traditions, of course Tehzeeb and Adab have been driven away into exile, by a more disgruntled lot, a deafningly deviated lot.
The older folks still maintain their ancestral hospitability, decorum, go out of their way to ease the comforts of the guest visitor.
I was born at my grandfather Late Daroga Nabban Saabs house in in 1953, at Pataala, Imli Wali Gully..close to the Sunni citadel of Subatiya Bagh..
Being a Shia my paternal roots were part of Subatiya Baugh as my great grandfather was a Sunni vinegar merchant.
His only son Bashir Hussain married my Shia grandmother Khurshed Baji, converted to Shiasm, giving up all his ancestral property and wealth and Sunni heritage.
He was the only surviving son among sisters I am told.
My father late Mohomed Shakir originally from Lucknow was settled in Bombay he would narrate the Dock bomb blast to us as kids, married my mother late Shamim Shakir..
We have never stayed longer than two weeks in Lucknow, even when times were bad, my mother has come to her mothers house with the other kids , I remained at Colaba in late Keith Kangas house my childhood friend.
Both my parents are buried next to each other at Rehmatabad cemetery Mazgaon Mumbai.
So this is my story as Lucknow born Mumbai desi…
This was my first Ashura with a camera …
Tazia
Ashura in Lucknow 2007
Tazias
Laurent Salesse in Action
Tazias
Tazias
Zanzir Kids
Laurent takes a shot
Tazias
Tazias
Tazias
Laurent Salesse shoots my mother in laws house imambada
Myself Photographerno1 shot by L.Salesse Shia Blogger
Shia Child from Kargil
Shia Child
Laurent takes a Break
Posted by photographerno1 on 29 May 2007
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House Tazias on the Move/Shias
I am fascinated with the house Tazias, early wintry Luknow morning , the elder of the house clinging to the home wrapped Tazia, children in tow, sometimes a child carrying the Alam Abbas, little boys , girls part of century old tradition, unbroken cycle of Faith.
All of them , walking barefeet , heads uncovered , for miles till they reach Karbala Talkatora, here , a grave is selected dug, prayers for the dead are said, the Tazia is buried,tears lashing their faces, a Matam on the grave, the family members will trudge back home .
They have not eaten as on the day of Ashura the Shias fast till about 5 pm , this enforced fast is called Faqa..breaking of this fast is called Faqe Shikani.
The fast is broken with rice and black dal called khade masur ki dal.
The taste of this dal ,is unique as the taste cannot be duplicated if you cook it any other day.
The Iranians break their fast after the Amin Juloos in Mumbai , with Khichda in the lawns of Moghul Masjid or at Imambada Fotowat, in a huge metal plate , all of them eat collectively..
This khichda taste too is unique on Ashura day.
After Ashura the Shias celebrate 40 days of the Martyrdom of Imam Hussain called Chehlum, for the Iranians this is the last day of Moharam.
But the Hindustani Shia will mourn another 28 days , 2 months 8 days total, this last day is called Athvi, celebrated in the flavor of the culture of the state.
Lucknow has the Chup Tazia and Navi as the end of Moharam.
Navi is called Eid E Zehra. 9 th Rabilawwal .
Posted by photographerno1 on 29 May 2007
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Shia Sunnis Tazias on Ashura
The most touching, the most saddening aspect of Moharam is the parting of the House Tazias, for burial on Ashura day.
Early morning, a last majlis by the ladies of the house, cheeks streaked with tears, the Tazia that was the cynosure of pride in the House Imambada, is now packed , the man of the house will carry it bare feet to Karbala Talkatora..Ashura 10 days of Imam Hussains mourning comes to an end.
Whatever the rant or disrespect shown of the Shia sect by blasphemous description denunciation in the most untasteful manner, akin to the web master getting cheep thrills and orgiatic masturbative delight, on Allah Ho Akbar.net , brings one thng to the fore, Shia are more human sensitive to the Holy Prophets grandsons pain than the Sunnis..
It is this universal pain of the Shias that is commendable, as it has remained intact, whatever the reasons for hiding their Shiasm under the guise of Taqqaiya, in the olden days,today Shia carry this element of their faith as a badge of honor.
I try not to get into Shia Sunni dispute, I try not to color my judgement with Sunni hate, earlier I did write poems about this rift, but of late, I hope that that atleast we become Muslims on a day of IDD , bowing our heads to the same Allak invoking hs Mercy and Blessings..
Shiasm is not a Saccha Dera thing where , brandishing open swords , firing guns you bring humanity to the knees.I respect the Sikh point of view completely punish the leader of the sect , not his innocent followers, let them see Truth return to the motherfold.
The guilty should be punished, but law should take its course, peace is dialogue and debate are more important than shedding blood.Tolernce is another name for Humanity.
Sunnis may consider themselves Allahs chosen ones, God gifted ones, but we chose to be Shia , call us heretics ,rafidis we are happy with our believes, why are you unhappy, we do not ask you to join us..we do not prosyletize the way the Saudis do, emotionally blackmailing us in
the back yard of our Holy Cities.
This is as simply put the dogmatic split between Shias and Sunnis.
Yet we can live together in Peace , following our individual sects, under the canopy of an Islamic Umbrella..
But paid agents of Islamic hate will never let this happen.. a divided Islam , a fragmented Islam is what the enemies of Islam want, we are easily carried away because of our ancestral hard headedness including a bit of dumbheadedness too borrowed from the Arabs, become prey to their evil machinations.
This is what I see in a nutshell.
The Shias are a minority within a minority in India, but do not seek OBC status our staus is that we are believers of Hussain.Period.
So the parting of the Tazias, is a very sensitively charged human emotion.
More than anything I like to shoot this , as I remember I carried one as a child,on my head barefeet , crying as my feet burnt and Uncle Jhumman , leisurely leading the way, shouting Ya Hussain Ya Hussain .
This Tazia burial is a Lucknow thing it does not happen in Mumbai.
This was the first Ashura I was shooting in Lucknow.My last.
I never had Shia friends, I was bought up by Sunni Pathans , Fazal Khan and his family.
I am happy never once did they taunt me about my Shiasm.
Its so called missionaries on the cybernet ,who use words of God ,Allah ho Akbar to demolish the right of another Muslim to live according to his beliefs.
It is not surprising across the border it is with the organisations under the name of Allah or the Holy Prophet that are machinery to kill innocent people, this Islam of Hate is assymetrically an Axis of Evil..Talibanisation…by any other name is …oops .Terrorism for sure.
Yazidiyat is a parcel that blows up in the hands of its followers.
Tazias on Nakhas Road.
It is while these Tazias were moving that I met this French Photographer Laurent Salesse , he saw me all bandadged up, my back wrpped in a scarf, he asked me if he could shoot my back, I said go ahead.
I took him to shoot my mother in law Wassim Qazilbash’s house Imambada.
I respect photographers of all caste color and creed.
Shiasm Reliance Always Mobile .
Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna
Shia Children
Now you know why Shia children ar different from the kids of the majority community, our childrn are shown through actions, our majlis, our matam, the meaning of righteousness, the meaning of pain, the meaning of the place of birt, the meaning of loving Motherhood the Motherhood of Maksade Fatima, the love for our country.
If you dont have all these values what do you have.
If you do not worship your Mother our your Motherland you might as well stop living.
Shia Children , well honestly it is nothing but a matter of proper pedigree , wheteher Syed ,Mirza , we all are bound by our tears to that noble Mother , the loving doting daughter of the Holy Prophet, from whom the Caliphs stole everything but her birthright..her mother Bibi Khadija who gave away her entire wealth to spread Islam.
This noble wife Bibi Fatima of Hazrat Ali, worked on the grinding stone to feed her children Hassan Hussain, yes the sweat of her brow..made ends meet..
tHis sweat of her brow..are the tears that Shias dedicate each Moharam ..
We call it Ghame Hussain
Azadari E Hussain
Maksade Hussain
You msay have all the wealth in the world, all your penance and devotion is Zilchwithout the Ahle Bait.Simply Put in Simple English.
Sometmes Heresy is more convincing than bookish Faith of Silent Scriptures.
criss crossed on my back
is my faith
in a flesh like haversack
no sunni can ever
hijack ..
shiasm is a hardnut to crack
url to Allah
Ahle Bait to backtrack
shot by laurent salesse
Yes I am Back
Laurent Salesse and Me Ashura Lucknow 2007
One last thing the nude pictures of the Holy Prohpet , is a very evil misdeed of a a mind that is worse than that of a terrorist, this act is clearly to destabilis the harmony existing between Hindus and Muslims all over the Country.
The criminal should be severly punishedto deter others from doing this.
Honestly I thnk with all respect to Mr MF Hussain , his freedom of expression, he shuod desist from portraying HIndu Goddesses in the nude , take some subject less controversial that does not hurt other peoples religiosity.A Hussain blank canvas with just his signature too would sell …INTERPRET DIVINITY ALL THE SAME , LIKE HIS DETRACTORS MIND GONE BLANK.
MF HUSSAIN MAY BE CELEBRITY PAINTER, BUT HE IS THE CAUSE IN A WAY, INDIRECTLY OF THE NUDE PICTURES OF THE HOLY PROPHET..HE SHOULD APOLOGIZE LIKE A GENTLEMAN , BURN THE GODDAMNED PAINTING , BEFORE MEETING HIS MAKER FACE TO FACE..THIS IS MY HOMEST PERSONAL OPINION..RURAL MEDIOCRE INDIAN MIND IS NOY YET READY FOR THE MEDIUM OF MF HUSSAINS HINDU DIVINITY INTERPRETATION .
Posted by photographerno1 on 29 May 2007
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Muslim Woman Triple Talaq
poverty stricken
muslim woman
in islam
a raw deal
she is a living dead
they see but dont feel
she will beg
but wont borrow or steal
she is far too genteel
like an onion tears unpeel
friday namaz the peshimam the mullah
all spiritual candy floss and spiel
while the poor muslim woman
hand stretched begs for a meal
blood that on her soul congeals
muslim woman is always happy
they complacently reveal
a muslim mother
was not a muslim mans ideal
male dominated
mullah backed society
in all its zeal
a muslim womans destiny
with a triple talaq they seal
fatwas as they unreel
a punctured tyre in a wheel
moving an Islamic Juggernaut
of an automobile
I could have never shot this picture without divine godly intervention
Posted by photographerno1 on 26 May 2007
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