Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "activism"

Get ready to fight,
Not with hate but accountability.
Get ready to fight,
Not with vengeance but humanity.
Get ready to speak,
Not as a cynic but as a sapiens.
Get ready to speak,
Crossing all egotistical grievance.
Get ready to stand,
Trampling all petty separation.
Get ready to stand,
Not in rebellion but in inclusion.
When it is too dark around,
Look inside for you're the light all round.

Adopt a neighborhood,
Make their problems your own.
This is the only road to life,
Society’s hope is you alone.
Charity, security and world peace,
All these are cosmetic theory.
When you learn to live as human,
You'll see their actual foolery.
When our voices combine,
All noise turns melody of heavens.
Joy is amplified a hundred times,
We lose sense of all our burdens.
Diversity and progress will come alright,
Once you perceive beyond your selfish sight.

I don't know the meaning of socialism,
But progress without society is insanity.
I don't know the meaning of capitalism,
But catering to luxury produces disparity.
I don't know the meaning of woke,
But no life is complete without community.
I don't know the meaning of philosophy,
But intellect is useless without amity.
I don't own many fancy gadgets,
Affording essentials I stand without greed.
I'll probably never set foot on MARS,
On earth I'll be serving the abandoned in need.
High and mighty tech won't make this world better,
Till we place humanity at our highest altar.

I need no throne, I need no kingdom,
Human hearts are my heavenly abode.
I need no badge, I need no scepter,
Reason is my partner, warmth my zip code.
I need no praise, I need no offering,
A life of service is my paradise.
I need no reward, I need no award,
Nothing can put a price on sacrifice.
I know no etiquette, I know no manners,
These are all constructs of shallowness.
Humanity ought to drive behavior,
Humility destroys all narrowness.
To forge wholeness and sanity is our mission.
Ending all falsity let's be incarnate integration.

What's needed is an army of lovers,
To set this world on fire,
A fire that burns prejudice to ashes,
And sparks a humanitarian desire.
Lovers devoted to the path of sacrifice,
Pure and chaste serving without reward,
Pursuing the one impossible dream,
The dream of humanizing the entire world.
Not a trace of self within,
Not a kernel of self-obsession,
Uncorrupted and unbending to the bone,
Wake up and be the living ascension.
Drink from the fountain of service effulgent.
Annihilated for others we turn omnipresent.

O new people, o new humanizers,
The world has been waiting for you long.
Waiting for your dawn with deepest zeal,
Society is weary yet tries to be strong.
Now rise o makers of civilization,
Replenish this death valley with your sanctity.
Make rigidity and prejudice quiver,
Sanitize humanity with rapids of indivisibility.
The sun has gone dark, the moon lost its glory,
All are waiting for your galvanizing advent.
These deserts can no more sustain life,
You alone are hope and the last encouragement.
Walk boldly as the awakening of revolution.
Wake up from indifference and be the final solution.

Say o brave, o soldier of eternal heights,
May I be decapitated before my head bows.
Say o brave, o explorer of impossibility,
May I feed another while my stomach growls.
Say o brave, o pedestrian of purity,
I obey no law for I'm the epitome of rightness.
Say o brave, o athlete of amor and amity,
I am sheer insanity exuding real saneness.
Say o brave, o bearer of benevolence,
I am disaster, blaster and master of destiny.
Say o brave, o vessel of valiance,
I devour fear, greed, pride and insecurity.
Say o brave, I am the seed of all assimilation,
The first one standing, earthquakin' egalitarian.

I am no Gandhi, that I’d sit quietly and spin a wheel,
While people suffer in the clutches of imperialism.
I am no Guevara either, that I would shoot anyone,
Who looks suspicious, in my revolution for freedom.
Gandhi and Guevara are two extremes of human struggle,
One glorifies submission, another heralds new oppression.
Neither is fit for an infant world aiming to be civilized,
For one lacks backbone, the other weaponizes assumption.
We may take a little from Gandhi, a little from Guevara,
Without rigidity we may administer them accordingly.
I am an accountable human living in a world run by biases,
So most times I’ll keep quiet and act as a harmless dummy.
But whenever inhumanity goes overboard wreaking havoc,
The human bulldozer will rise to cleanse every epoch.

Systemic change is a slow and tedious process,
It doesn’t happen overnight by vandalizing society.
If vandalism and activism were one and the same,
Our jungly ancestors would’ve been the ideal humanity.
Change habits, change yourself, submit to no primitivity,
The change that you dream of, be the epitome of that change.
Obstructing traffic and refusing to let an ambulance pass,
You’re not fighting any crisis, but being a crisis yourself.
Go fly a kite, it is good for the mind as well as body,
Get lessons on common sense before appointing yourself king.
The line between activism and terrorism is so thin that,
Often many go astray without having the slightest inkling.
I repeat, systemic change is a slow and tedious process.
The more you rush with recklessness, the more you digress.

It is not patriarchal to hold the door for a lady,
It is not cowardly to leave your seat to the elderly.
But it is barbaric to harass a breastfeeding mother,
And prehistoric to force a woman carry a pregnancy.
There are norms that nourish the societal fabric,
Then there are norms out of touch with age and times.
Beyond both freedom and obedience as a whole being,
You ought to realize where and how to draw the lines.
The problem is that most do not know when to rebel,
They rebel out of boredom to seek adventure not justice.
They commit reckless vandalism in the name of activism,
And feel proud while committing the most heinous deeds.
Norms require careful scrutiny, not headless rebellion.
Hence, quite often rebels become the new face of oppression.