Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "ayudar-a-la-gente"

Tu lucha es mi lucha,
Porque mi paraíso está en tu sonrisa.
Tu problema es mi problema,
Porque mi victoria está en tu alegría.
Sin ti, mi vida no es vida,
Porque la vida sin amor es muerte.
Sin ti, mis logros no son logros,
Sin ti, pierdo el coraje.
Solo tú eres la luz de mis ojos,
Sin ti soy un barco sin brújula.
Eres la fuerza de mis venas,
Sin ti, me convierto en gelatina.
Mi cielo y mi tierra eres tú.
El aliento de mi vida eres tú.

İnsanın acılarına insan ilaç olamıyorsa,
Ne insan, ne canavar – hep aynı.
Birbirimize destek olamıyorsa,
Ne insan, ne hayvan – hep aynı.

When another being is in pain,
Only blasphemy is indifference.
If we can’t be cure to each other,
It’s not life, but derangement.

Dünyanın gözyaşlarını silmek için,
Gençliğimi bile feda ettim.
Çünkü insanların gülüşünde,
Ben kendimi kaybettim.

In wiping out the anguish of society,
I forgot to indulge in the exploits of youth.
Once I realized the world on my shoulder,
That was the end of self, and the birth of truth.

One week of my life produces enough electricity,
To power a 100 years of humanitarian endeavor.
One life laid down to lift up the society,
Triggers a wildfire of sacrificial fervor.

La realización de la responsabilidad,
Es el nacimiento de la verdad.
Ver a alguien sufrir y no hacer nada,
Es la blasfemia suprema.

Biz kimiz? İnsanız.
¿Quienes somos? Humanos.
Who are we? Humanity.
Our purpose? Ayudar a los humanos.

“Dar Mano, Ser Humano (The Sonnet)

Kafir Biraz, peygamber biraz!
İyi insan olmak için ikisi de lazım.
Kısmet to some, kıyamet to some!
That’s how we come to life beyond all ism.

Diablo para algunos, santo para algunos.
It’s all our mess, so las respuestas somos.
Fairytales work best when vegetables sleep.
Pero te digo hoy – dar mano, ser humanos.

Infidel to some, gospel to some!
That’s the cross a reformer got to bear.
The Nazarene already did his bit for the world.
It’s time for new humanitarians to give a shoulder.

We are the message, we are the messenger.
Kabhi hum kafir, kabhi peygamber.”

Fervor of faith is not the problem, bigotry of faith is the problem. Or to put it simply. Religion is not the problem, fundamentalism is the real problem. But we must be aware of what a fundamentalist is. A fundamentalist is not necessarily a person who takes the scripture literally, rather, a fundamentalist is a person who deems their own religion as the only true religion, and all others as heresy. Some fundamentalists do interpret the scripture metaphorically, and still manage to remain a bigot.

After all, you see outside, what is inside. So the point is, if you want to see integration in the world, first you gotta irrigate your heart, not your colon, of all division. Until you understand undivision, you won’t understand divinity. No sabes unidad, no sabes divinidad.

Even if you have never heard of Jesus, even if you have never heard of Buddha, even if you have never heard of Moses and Mohammed, even if you have never heard of Nanak and Naskar, you can still be divine. But if you never treat another person with kindness and dignity, you can never be divine.

It’s your behavior that makes you religious, not your belief. Besides, even in this day and age, if your belief still keeps raising walls, instead of bringing them down, it’s time you seek medical help. Because you see, bigotry is not a legal problem, it is a medical problem, just like alcoholism is a medical problem. Fundamentalism is not a neurodivergence, fundamentalism is a lethal neuropsychiatric condition, which requires immediate medical attention.

Mental por el mundo,
Mental por la gente!
Sin mentalidad de servicio,
No podemos seguir adelante.
Some are mental por dinero,
Some are loco por la ropa.
Let them be as they please,
Estoy loco por la humanidad.
A promise was once made,
He asked me to unify the world.
Ever since, I have been on duty,
My life isn’t mine but of the world.
If I fail, you cross off one human.
If I succeed, you witness civilization.

“The struggle isn’t over till the last drop of tear is wiped out.

Ne olursa olsun – ben vazgeçmeyeceğim – bu dünyadan ben vazgeçmeyeceğim. Bu dünya benim canım – bu dünya benim ailem – ailem için savaşacağım. Ailemin hakları için savaşacağım, ailemin huzuru için savaşacağım. Şu sol yanımdaki cevhar sönmediği sürece, ben savaşacağım. Savaşmak güzel şey – ailen için savaşmak güzel bir şey. O yüzden, ne olursa olsun – ben savaşacağım. Ne olursa olsun – dünyamdan vazgeçmeyeceğim – ailemden vazgeçmeyeceğim.

No matter what, I am not giving up – I am not giving up on this world. Because among all the planets across 2 trillion galaxies in our universe, this apparently insignificant little blue dot is my home – it’s my family. And I shall keep fighting, unarmed and unbending, for the rights of my family, for the peace and uplift of my family, so long as the four valves on my left keep working. Fighting is a good thing, if the reason is righteous. And there is no greater reason, no greater cause, to keep fighting, than for the welfare of our family. That is why, I am not giving up – no matter what, I am not giving up. I am not giving up on the welfare of my family – I am not giving up on my humankind.

Pase lo que pase, no me rendiré – no me rendiré con mi mundo. Porque, el hogar no es donde está el corazón, el hogar es donde el corazón se pierde. Y yo perdí mi corazón por mi familia mundial.

Every sapiens is atom bomb,
Every sapiens is a power plant.
Reckless mind is mayhem machine,
Hateless mind is lightland.

Land of love is godland,
There’s nothing else more divine.
Divinity is but a lesser synonym,
There’s no god, only lover divine.

Aşk vatanımdır,
Milliyetim aşık.
Benim adım insan,
Benim adet insanlık.

Faith is subordinate to love,
Philosophy is subordinate to love,
Science is subordinate to love.
Until you feel it in your bones,
You’ve got plenty dust to wash off.

La fe está subordinada al amor,
La filosofía está subordinada al amor.
La ciencia está subordinada al amor,
Sentir esto en tu alma es ser humano.

No soy poeta,
Soy un paradigma.
No soy religioso,
Soy divinidad viva.

Más que un científico,
Soy la brújula para ciencia.
Más que un filósofo barato,
Soy el epítome de la armonía.

No soy ni policía ni político,
Soy la tierra del orden sin ley.
Soy la campaña de un mundo de luz,
Más allá de la fiesta de la muerte.

Yo soy el visva (mundo), yo soy vencedor.
Para el dolor humano, humano salvador.

Me llamo Gitano – Abigitano;
Nación, la Tierra – Raza, Humano.

La pertenencia es mi biblia,
la conciencia es mi brújula.
La gente es mi paraíso,
cada corazon, mi casa divina.

Cada nación es mi nación,
cada religión es mi religión,
cada cultura es mi cultura,
ser amable es mi constitución.

Abigitano, Kral Fakir, o Hometown Humano –
palabras difieren, pero sol es el mismo.

¿El poeta? ¿Yo? No sé.
No sé, qué es la poesía –
no sé, cómo escribir –

sólo sé que, no hay poesía
más grande que una vida amable –
no hay divinidad más alta
que un corazón hermoso –

si a esto le llamas poesía,
claro, yo soy el poeta –
si a esto le llamas pecado,
claro, soy el diablo.

Ni poesía, ni filosofía, no sé nada –
sólo sé, inclusividad es vida humana.
Cuando mi voz y tu voz se combinan,
la tierra entera se vuelve sagrada.