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Lage Raho Khada Parsi
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Call me crazy, stupid dumb, but yes I love shooting the same thing, believe me I get a different look, a different pictorial interpretation in different times , different seasons, different weather conditions.Wife gets a jolt each time I halt the cab , on our various trips back from town to Bandra , I geT off take aim fire.
I think Khada Parsi Bhai loves the attention I give him, perhaps because in my earlier school avtar , also during college days Bawa chicks fell for me hook line without me sinking her.Parsi love is clean, antiseptic, platonic, not messy like with other babes.Parsi babes at my Elphinstone College sojourn thought I was a Bawa , mostly thought I had a Bawa Mummy and a Pathan father , a very heady hallucinating combination early 70s.
I said nothing I kept mum, the Bawa chicks , got me breakfast each morning green chutney sandwiches from Havovi, Perin got me marmalade sandwiches, Veera got me Sosyo in a water bottle, somedays it was really raining dhansak, patron ni Macchi, other days it was Mahrouk taking me over to Samovar, this the other Bawis hated, we were all from middle class earning family.We walked to college we walked back home, some got off at Cusrow Baugh, I moved along to my house at Strand.
I had given my college fees to a friend Zaidul Hassan now dead all my best friends predeceased me, but come prelims I learnt he had blown the money , we had a massive fight at Strand Coffee House, the girls came to know I was a Miya , they all dumped me, I gave up college for good.
Joined Rajsi Bros one day
Joined Girisons for a few days
Joined Burlingtons of Bombay Taj Mahal Hotel.. this was a 7 year itch.
All the Bawi angels are happily married, I have given fictitious names...one never knows who you bang into, life is a loaded dice with the biggest surprise...
I did have a Bawi girlfriend called Phiroza , if we had married she would have been Mrs Phiroza Firoze Shakir.Never happened.My kids would have been Ashdeen ,Sohrab ,Rustom, Rohinton, a single daughter Gulshan.
Yes I am soft on Parsis , the best human community on this godforsaken planet.
Why cant the rest be like them beats me...
The rest are blowing Mandirs Masjids, fighting unholy wars, living breathing Hate.
I have decided if I return, I will come back, like a statuesque Khada Parsi.
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