Shah ast Hussain (as)

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 .

May 27th, 2007

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My mother in law Wassim Abbas Qazilbash comes from an old Bihar Shia family of Siwan.
Her father late Zakir Hussain , migrated to Lucknow , became part of Lucknowi ethos, her father is still remebered , when Mualanas bring his name at their Majlis, a devout Shia with unflinching faith in Ahle Bait.He was always offering Salwad so the gebneral public called him Zakir Hussain Salwadi.
Her late father coined the word Bul Bul.. Bur Umar Lanat..curses on the enemies of the Ahle Bait.
No you know why my mother in law whom I call Wassim Baji, supports Maulana Agha Roohi, the Lion of Lucknow , Agha Roohi saab is a staunch tabarahi, so is my mother in law.
My mother in law respects Maulana Kalbe Jawad , but her admiration ends there, she is a fighter , this frail Shia woman, she fears not even fear, recently she fell down, while going for a Majlis , cut herself badly but was not aware of the blood flowing, she just wanted to be in time for Maulana agha Roohis Majlis, till the women noticed her state called her son Mohomed Arif of Diamond Cassettes , who immediately rushed her to hospital, a few stitches later, she was at another Majlis.
This is my Mother In Law.
A very puny woman, very feminine , very soft spoken, always giving the other person a chance to talk, a fabulous cook, a great mother to her 3 daughters one son.
She loves all her sons in laws, Shahid Bhai, Amir , and Me, but she loves me far too much , to the envy of the other two.
I married her elder daughter Afshaan , who was 14 at that time I was 25.This was a marriage on the rebound as I was madly in love with a Sikh woman who had left me because of my alcholism that had seeped into the walls of my flesh like soul.
No they did not know about my drinking..they give me their daughter, because my mother Shamim Shakir was the daughter of late Daroga Nabban Saab from the family of Mir Anis.
Maulana Kalbe Abid Saab solemnised my marriage Nov26 1977.
It is because of this solemnity of a great Shia Maulana that I faced all the marital hurdles, all the storms , tsunamis in the tea cup.
I have been off booze since 7 years.
I fell in love too , almost at the verge of tying the knot with an American lady, I told my mother in law, she uttered just a word that hit me badly,” I know whatever you do you wont forsake my daughter and her kids..”
This is not a confessional, but the strength of my mother in law, who now afer the passing away of my mother, has become my matrenal hope by default.
My mother in law is a Tabarahi, she curses the killers of Imam Hussain very openly, but she has no sectarian ill will, she lived with Sunni neighbors, her domestic is Sunni , but yes my mother in law is a devout Muslim.
She does not miss Namaz or Roza , she is always making pickles for my family, to send through someone or the other going to Mumbai.
A week back Asif Shakirs mother in law left for Mumbai, without taking the pickles, Wassim Qazilbash cried like a child , her life is a love for her grandchildren.
Her husband Abbas Qasim is incomplete without her..
I was honestly not much into congregational Shiasm, even after having a devout Shia wife, I never was so open about my Shiasm either, but much of the credit of getting me out of the closetof my confusion , into the mainstream of Shia spirtuality goes to Wassim Qazilbash and her daughter my wife Afshaan.
Everybody alwayds thought that my wife was married to a non Muslim , because of my Sadhu attire , the dreads , the whiskers are all gone..
My wife has more guts than me to walk with a man.. dressed as I am..
My mother in laws House Imambada is her spirtual domain, she decorates it herself, polishes the Alams, all roads in her building in her area lead to her Imambada..
Her greatest happiness was to see both wife and me in Lucknow to celebrate Ashura..
The indiscretionshown by the Shia hardliners , the mountain they made out of a mole hill , hurt her the most, know she must ave died each moment , this Shia woman, the Shia hardliners of Lucnow are spiritually hollow show offs, nothing but sectarian hate to their credit..I have written this piece as the mothers of the Shia hardliners too must be having devout mothers like Wassim Qazilbash..Tolerance is what seperates a wise Muslim man from a foolish Muslim man..
This is my tribute not just to my mother in law , but to all the brave Shia women , nameless , faceless, bringing us up with values..its how we emulate them that becomes the crux..of our existence.
I will never go to Lucknow.. but I am greatful that I improved my life through the ardent prayers of my mother in law..
A good mother in law is the greatest gift to a Man.
He is Blessed till Eternity.
In the eyes of his wife lies the reflection of a good mother in law…

HAZRAT ALIS NAZAR

May 25th, 2007

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The Holy Koran

Hazrat Alis Nazar

The House Imambada

The House Imambada ..The Holy Koran ..Hazrat Ali remembered…

May 24th, 2007

Posted by photographerno1 on 24 May 2007
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The Web Master at Allah Ho Akbar .Net might choke after he reads this , but than being a Web Master and getting entangled in ones own net is an occupational hasard.One can delete a file, at the click of a mouse, but deleting Shia or Shiasm with hyperbolic hallucinations is a difficult task,even Yazid with his powerful army got entangled in his own net vanquished by one Man who now is synonomous with Humanity.. Imam Hussain , such is the power beyond the click of a mouse, in its simplicity we call it Shah Ast Hussain..
The carrier of this powerful message is a new born Shia child, I have seen , that the Shia Child when born has his hand on his chest as though he is ready to do Matam , oops what am I saying, yes the Shia child lets out a wail which is his war cry audibly revebrating as Ya Hussain.
When the Shia Child is growing , he is aware of his mission in life, Maksade Hussain.
Right from the beginning he rattles off ..
Allah Ek
Panjetan Panch
Imam Bara
Masoom Choudah
Khuda ke Nur se Paida Hue Hain
Panchon Tan
Mohomed , Asto Ali
Fatima Hassan Hussain

Yes for a Shia Child everything is important , but everything is complete without the benovelence of Ahle Bait.The Shia child carried n his mothers waist without any training imitates his mother beating his chest, he is a fast learner, no indoctrination needed, this is more effective than just parroting the Holy Koran, he sees his mother weep, he knows Pain, he felt the pain during birth, he relives this pain , the pain of being a follower of Imam Hussain.
I am mesmrised by the Shia child, this is not a brain washing, this is not a enforced toilet traning this comes with the territory of being born a Shia.
Yes the Shia child is special.
I learnt this during Athvi in Lucknow , watching little kids with Alams marching to Kazmain with a cofidencence unbecoming of a child.
A Shia child is an Adult..
I saw the Shia children at Mr Shabeeb Rizvis house and till date I can never forget the glint of redeeming hope in the eyes of Little Baqar son of sports journalist Ehtesham Hassans son..I was drowning he saved me..with all your hate , venom , you cannot corrupt our Shia kids , they are the Faith of our sect..It takes a Shia mother to produce a Shia kid, no mean task..
I take my hats off to Shia mothers..
This little kid in the picture had come with his mother to the Matam at my mother in laws House Imambada , he saw me , he came to see me , yes we were both kindered soul, I was taking the strength of my Shiasm from him…
Once go to Hyderabad on Ashura Day at the Bargah you will know what it means keeping our Faith alive..yes we inflict wounds on our bodies, we mark ourselves, we do everything you despise us for, but honestly we dont teach our kids to cut off heads of Kafirs, we dont teach our kids to place bombs in trains, we dont teach our kids to lob grenades while heads are bowed in prayers to Allah.We teach our kids nothing , they bring their values intact, we are a race that was created to mourn for Imam Hussain, we Indian Shias are a race born as a gift of God to appease the love of Imaam Hussain for a land called Hindustan he, said I know in Hindustan there are no Mussalmans but yes there are Insans..meaning human beings.
I am not a Mullah, I do not have the arsenal of Koranic verses , but yes I have one thing that is Truth .. I was born a Shia I shall die a Shia..I have pledged my body to a Medical research.. somebody might see with my eyes, or my organs…or what is left of them.
I do not seek Paradise..you can add this to my heresy..of being a Rafidi Shia…
A state of Mind that goes beyond Matter.

May 24th, 2007
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Posted by photographerno1 on 24 May 2007
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