Years ago

There was a blood bath

Where we Zoroastrians were

Too victims of Ethnic Cleansing
Slaughtered & butchered  like goats.

Fast forward a few

Hundred years

Landed on the

Shores of Sanjan

Pleading with

Requesting Hindu king

For assylum

Who apparently

Was a true human

Did not believe in

Ethnic Cleansing!

He saved us from

A catastrophe

For Zoroastrians from

Being totally annihilated

But, alas we haven’t

Learn’t from past mistakes


Zoroastrian is a religion

Preaches  tolerance

Respect Dignity & Equality

Unfortunately there is still

Practice of systematic

Racism Discrimination

And Bigotry

In other words

Ethnic Cleansing!

Look around &

One will see

World wide

People are marching

In protest to demand

Freedom & Equality

So what are we

Doing about it?

Encouraging “Ethnic Cleansing”

It takes “Two to Tango”

As I have said

No one Owns the Religion”

So wake up & smell the roses

Before it’s too late

Please don’t encourage

“Ethnic Cleansing

If one is a True Zoroastrian

Choicest Happiness

Farida Bamji












Listening to this song

It briefly sums up

The Life Asho Zarathushtra led

“And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
I’ve had my fill my share of losing
And now,…

To think I did all that
And may I say – not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

Yes, it was my way”


I am sure you will agree too


Choicest Happiness





Education & Ignorance

If you think education is expensive wait until you see how much ignorance cost” President Barack Obama

We are all awash

In the ocean of Ignorance

Where it concerns

Our Religion

Activate one’s

Vohu Mano

As the answer

Lies “within”


Following somedody blindly

Is not doing anyone any good

That’s why Zoroastrianism

Is knee deep in quick sand

Sinking faster than it should


Educate oneself as to

What is the Pristine Message

Think,pause & chill

One will realize one’s fatal mistake

When arrives at the Pearly Gates


We have No dos or any don’ts

But, just a very simple message:

Zoroastrianism is Universal

Preaches Equality Tolerance

Respect Understanding

Lead one’s accordingly

That will give one a “Very Safe Passage”


Choicest Happiness









Celebrated poet Keki Nasserwanji Daruwalla to be honoured with the Tata Literature Live! Poet Laureate Award 2017

Mumbai: One of India’s best-known poets and short story writers, Keki Nasserwanji Daruwalla, will be honoured as the Tata Literature Live! Poet Laureate for 2017.

The Tata Literature Live! Poet Laureate Award, which carries a citation, plaque and a cash prize, will be presented to Mr Daruwalla on the inaugural day of the festival, November 16, 2017, at the National Centre for the Performing Arts (NCPA), Nariman Point, Mumbai.

Mr Daruwalla said, “Delighted. The fact that this kind of award exists shows that people still care for poetry. All poets incidentally are not mad as people think, though the madder the poet, the better the poetry. Regrettably I hail from the non-mad variety.”

Born in Lahore in January 1937, Mr Daruwalla joined the Indian Police Service after graduating in English Literature from Punjab University in 1958. He published his first book of poems Under Orion in 1970, followed by another Apparition in April in 1971, going on to win the Uttar Pradesh State Award in 1972.

The author of 18 books, including collections of poetry, short stories and a novel, he was given the Sahitya Akademi Award in 1984 for his poetry collection, The Keeper of the Dead. In 1987, he was conferred with the Commonwealth Poetry Award (Asia) and the Padma Shri in 2014. Ancestral Affairs, his latest novel, was published in 2015.

As a poet, Mr Daruwalla is known for his bitter, satirical tone of poetic presentation, punctuated by poignant visual imagery. His works are laced with anger and contempt, are directed against the dull, passive Indian lifestyle and romantic illusions. What makes his writing gripping is his insight into, and eloquence about, social structures.

Below are the first few lines of his poem Migrations, which also reflect the theme of this year’s festival India at 70. The raw emotions, the turbulence, the pain are all captured beautifully.

Migrations are always difficult:
ask any drought,
any plague;
ask the year 1947.
Ask the chronicles themselves:
if there had been no migrations
would there have been enough
history to munch on?

Going back in time is also tough.
Ask anyone back-trekking to Sargodha
or Jhelum or Mianwali and they’ll tell you.
New faces among old brick;
politeness, sentiment,
dripping from the lips of strangers.

This is still your house, Sir.

Anil Dharker, founder and director, Literature Live!, said, “The depth and eloquence with which Keki Daruwalla writes has enamoured readers over generations, and his cultural footprint on our literature is undeniable. We are humbled to host such an eminent writer at the festival and are looking forward to hearing him speak.”

Harish Bhat, brand custodian, Tata Sons, said, “The Tata group has always believed in the promotion of arts and culture, in its multitude of forms. We are pleased to honour distinguished poet Keki Daruwalla at the Tata Literature Live! Mumbai Litfest this year for the significant contributions he has made in the field of poetry. We hope awards such as this serve as an encouragement for young poets to follow their passion for poetry, which is amongst the most beautiful and powerful forms of human expression.”

Past recipients of the Tata Literature Live! Poet Laureate Award include prolific poets, including Gulzaar Saab in 2016, Vikram Seth in 2015 and Joy Goswami in 2014. 

Ten awards will be presented to celebrate and recognise outstanding works – the Tata Nexon Literature Live! First Book Awards in the Fiction and Non-Fiction categories; and the Tata Literature Live! Book of the Year Awards in the Fiction and Non-Fiction categories; the Tata Capital Literature Live! Business Book Award; Tata Literature Live! Poet Laureate Award; Tata Literature Live! Lifetime Achievement Award, Tata Literature Live! Publisher of the Year Award and the Big Little Book Awards for Author and Illustrator in the Literature-for-children category. 

One of India’s best international literary festivals, and Mumbai’s biggest, Tata Literature Live! The Mumbai LitFest is back to mark the city’s cultural calendar from November 16 to 19, 2017. Over four days, the festival will take place at two venues – NCPA, Nariman Point (November 16 to 19, 2017) and Prithvi Theatre, Juhu (November 18 and 19, 2017) – bringing together an eclectic mix of authors from around the world.

For more details about Tata Literature Live! The Mumbai LitFest 2017, please visit the festival website, the Facebook page and the Twitter page.

Entry to the festival will be free and on a first-come, first-served basis.

The Tata group is the title sponsor of Tata Literature Live! The Mumbai LitFest. Tata Nexon, Tata Consultancy Services (TCS) and Tata Capital are the co-sponsors, and Landmark is the knowledge partner. The festival is conceived by Anil Dharker, founder and festival director of Literature Live!, which organises the festival with the support of the Tata group.

Women Power ( Parsee Women fighting for Equality)

Leadership is not aggression

 Leadership is the expectation

That you can use your voice for good.

That you can make the world a better place- Sheryl Sandberg


Some priest pride themselves

Of being a “Pure Breed”

A Zoroastrian well versed

In Zoroastrian Scriptures

As well ceremonies

But, the basic Pristine

Message is Respect

Tolerance  as well Equality.

Regardless of colour Caste or Creed


Why are our Zoroastrian women

Treated like out caste

Having married outside

The  religion?

When they approach

The Pearly Gates

Question won`t be

Asked whether one

Was a practicing



Do not be bound

Or fear the edict

Use your own

Power of Reasoning

As they do not have

The authority to Fence

You in


They cannot put

You in chains

or shackles on

Your feet

‘Cause Zoroastrianism

Preaches us that

Reward comes to those

Who practice Good Thoughts

Good Words Deeds


Question their authority

Don’t let them deny

One”s the Freedom

To be a practicing Zarthoshti

Including wearing of Sadra & Kusti\

Even though you are marries to

A Non Zoroastrian


If I may put my two cents in

In all this where does  NAMC fit in?

They should be able to

Do something

Instead of sitting around

Let Zoroastrianism be

A Vanishing Breed


When life starts to ebb away

As the  poor soul is preparing

For Judgement Day

As it patiently awaits  it’s fate

There is nobody to welcome

Or guard the gate

Thats when the gavel come dowm

Alas! for  Egoistic Priests it’s too late


Nov 6th 2017










Power”as well “Ego”

Go hand in hand

As one can’t do

Without the other



Respect Tolerance Understanding

Treating everyone with Dignity

We may differ in colour caste or creed

But nobody is inferior or superior

‘Cause we are on the same playing field


Some humans have the “Power`

As well drunk in Ego

To subjugate & dominate

When  Death arrives at the door step

One has to “welcome” it in

It does not differentiate.

Between the rich poor or the pauper

That’s when these humans

Become meek as lambs

‘Cause there is “No Return”

The realization sets in that

They have “been had”

No amount of Prayers

Are going set them free

They should have

Thought about it

When they were on

Power & Ego “spree


Looking back they

May whisper:

“Wish we could have done

Things  differently

Making lives easier for Humanity

Offering Peace & Prosperity

As well  Understanding Tolerance

Including  Dignity”


Farida Bamji


There are “tiny islands”

Scattered in the middle

Of a vast deep blue ocean

As one explores each of them

Sure to stop by an

“Island” in the sun

Called: Zoroastrianism

As one steps off the boat

To explore the “island”

A  big sign seems to read:

“To live on this island
All one needs is

Good Thoughts Good Words Good Deeds

Clear of Racism Discrimination Bigotry
Asho Zarathushtra the primary resident

Seems to say:

“No one is forced to

Go to Fire Temples to pray

Or listens to sermons every Sunday

Or sit in a confession box


“Forgive me Dasturji

For I have sinned”

Asho Zarathushtra replies:

“He has no authority

To pardon any sin

That’s where one’s
Conscience kicks in”


I have discovered a
Secret treasure

More precious than

Silver & Gold

Hidden among the

Dotted “islands”

“Island of Zoroastrianism”

In my heart I’ll ever hold
There is one True Friend

Which I have grown

To love & trust

A pure shining jewel

Diamond  in the rough.






We made a

Big Hoopla

When the

Cyrus Cylinder

Was showcased

A tiny little

Earthen cylinder

But on it was inscribed

A very  simple
But a potent

Powerful electrifying message

No matter how educated

Talented rich or cool

One believes one is

How one treats people

Ultimately tells all

As Integrity is everything!

We may be of

Any colour caste or creed

By “flashing one’s credit card”

Doesn’t secure one a “Seat”

He cares not for the

Earthly wealth one holds

But how many “Plus Points”

In one’s Gareban one holds

Last but not the least:
Never Judge someone by

The opinion of others

This brings me to the conclusion

(if I may repeat):

Rumours are spread by Haters

Spread by Fools

Accepted by Idiots


— Farida Bam

Belief Hope & Faith

One does not go

To a restaurant

And pick & choose

A religion from the menu

What religion one likes

After “trying out

And testing it”

It doesn’t suit one’s “needs”

One goes to the “next one”

“Hoping” against hope

It will fuel one’s needs



Prayers may be answered

Or may fall on “Deaf Ears”

One has nothing to fear

if one believes & has Faith

In spite of that do not

Abandon one’s “Zarathushti Din”

By saying; “Sayonara

Fini ,aurevoir, adios

AufWiedersehen ”


Zoroastrianism doesn’t

Force one to go to

Fire Temples to pray

Or listen to sermons

Every Sunday

Or sit in a confession box


“Forgive me Dasturji

For I have sinned”

He has no authority

To pardon any one’s sin

That’s where one’s

Conscience kicks in


One is the

Master of one’s fate

And captain of one’s soul

What one reaps in this world

That’s what one will sow.


As life slowly starts

To ebb away

We realize there’s

No turning back

That’s when the

“Light Bulb goes on


“Wish I had lead

My life a different way!”

Farida Bam