Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "polyglot"
Milkyway Messiah (The Sonnet) | Dervish Advaitam
Yada yada hi dharmasya glanirbhavati bharata,
Cada vez que los oprimidos claman esperanza,
Siyasi hayvanlar ne zaman gelip nefret satarsa,
Whenever morons 'n their yes men ruin armonia,
Jab jab some jhandus rashtrabadka jhanda lehraye,
När kärleken till lyx väger tyngre än socialt ansvar,
Immer wenn das herz von gier überwältigt wird,
When humility is trampled by megalomaniacal desire,
Sempre que a bondade é dominada pelo intelecto,
Quando la compassione è sopraffatta dall'indifferenza,
Kapag tinanggap ang pagiging makasarili bilang batas,
Whenever accountability is deemed as misdemeanor,
Embracing affliction, from the dust 'n dirt of soil 'n street,
You the Milkyway Messiah is to rise as the sentient shield.
Cada vez que los oprimidos claman esperanza,
Siyasi hayvanlar ne zaman gelip nefret satarsa,
Whenever morons 'n their yes men ruin armonia,
Jab jab some jhandus rashtrabadka jhanda lehraye,
När kärleken till lyx väger tyngre än socialt ansvar,
Immer wenn das herz von gier überwältigt wird,
When humility is trampled by megalomaniacal desire,
Sempre que a bondade é dominada pelo intelecto,
Quando la compassione è sopraffatta dall'indifferenza,
Kapag tinanggap ang pagiging makasarili bilang batas,
Whenever accountability is deemed as misdemeanor,
Embracing affliction, from the dust 'n dirt of soil 'n street,
You the Milkyway Messiah is to rise as the sentient shield.
Hometown Human Sonnet (Polyglots have more fun) | Vande Vasudhaivam
Everybody loves Rumi,
I learnt his tongue,
So I could pick up where he left off.
Better than basking in borrowed light,
Is to be an original light to the world.
Everybody yells, viva la libertad,
I learnt el idioma, so I could
humanize the paradigm of revolution.
Everybody loves Indus valley diversity,
Annitiki munde anni shaashtralu nerchkunnanu,
So I’m never out of spice for my humanitarianism.
Everybody loves boasting about their culture,
I spent years making all the cultures my own.
Thus my strength was amplified a thousand folds,
My sight expanded beyond all norms of vision known.
Polyglots have more fun – there is no question.
When science, poetry and polyglottery come together,
That’s the beginning of a paradigm bending revolution.
I learnt his tongue,
So I could pick up where he left off.
Better than basking in borrowed light,
Is to be an original light to the world.
Everybody yells, viva la libertad,
I learnt el idioma, so I could
humanize the paradigm of revolution.
Everybody loves Indus valley diversity,
Annitiki munde anni shaashtralu nerchkunnanu,
So I’m never out of spice for my humanitarianism.
Everybody loves boasting about their culture,
I spent years making all the cultures my own.
Thus my strength was amplified a thousand folds,
My sight expanded beyond all norms of vision known.
Polyglots have more fun – there is no question.
When science, poetry and polyglottery come together,
That’s the beginning of a paradigm bending revolution.
Get Well Soon (The Sonnet) | Visvavictor
“Now more than ever the hateful, intolerant, separatist bigots need our help, for they are ill, terribly ill. They are suffering from a condition, I call, Clinical Culturitis. So next time you see one, offer them a flower, and say – get well soon!”
“Get Well Soon (The Sonnet)
Upon absorbing all cultures into my blood,
I realize, the supreme culture is love.
Upon studying all scriptures as my own,
I realize, the supreme gospel is love.
Even after speaking six languages,
I say, the supreme language is love.
Upon observing all political ideologies,
I say, only ideal worth submission is love.
Unfolding the neural underpinnings of behavior,
I realize, seed of civilization is love.
Unraveling the cellular mysteries of life,
I realize, existence oughta be a record of love.
Tiny-brained know-it-alls will still yell,
their culture beats all, like some tipsy loon.
To which all I can say is – get well soon!”
“Get Well Soon (The Sonnet)
Upon absorbing all cultures into my blood,
I realize, the supreme culture is love.
Upon studying all scriptures as my own,
I realize, the supreme gospel is love.
Even after speaking six languages,
I say, the supreme language is love.
Upon observing all political ideologies,
I say, only ideal worth submission is love.
Unfolding the neural underpinnings of behavior,
I realize, seed of civilization is love.
Unraveling the cellular mysteries of life,
I realize, existence oughta be a record of love.
Tiny-brained know-it-alls will still yell,
their culture beats all, like some tipsy loon.
To which all I can say is – get well soon!”
Towards A Multicultural World | Abhijit Naskar | Insan Himalayanoğlu
When I wanna pen something extremely personal, without actually revealing anything, I just write it in spanish or turkish. If you wanna study the mountain, study the mainstream work – but if you wanna learn about the person, study the turkish and spanish portion of my work.
That’s why most of the titles of my works are in turkish or spanish – because I can’t write a single word unless I feel the title boiling in my blood – and although English is unofficially the first language of earth, because of its savage imperialist history, it is neither the profoundest nor the most beautiful language on earth.
Does that mean, we should wipe out english from the world altogether? Of course not – that would be yet another boneheaded exercise in bigotry and intolerance. Instead, what’s really needed is a genuine humane intention to create a truly magnificent multilingual society – towards a multicultural world. Learn to look beyond the puny confines of one petty language, because the world is too grand to be wasted in the gutter of one language and one culture. Every culture is my culture, every country is mine – defiant descendants of divided ancestors, hand in hand we shall fly.
That’s why most of the titles of my works are in turkish or spanish – because I can’t write a single word unless I feel the title boiling in my blood – and although English is unofficially the first language of earth, because of its savage imperialist history, it is neither the profoundest nor the most beautiful language on earth.
Does that mean, we should wipe out english from the world altogether? Of course not – that would be yet another boneheaded exercise in bigotry and intolerance. Instead, what’s really needed is a genuine humane intention to create a truly magnificent multilingual society – towards a multicultural world. Learn to look beyond the puny confines of one petty language, because the world is too grand to be wasted in the gutter of one language and one culture. Every culture is my culture, every country is mine – defiant descendants of divided ancestors, hand in hand we shall fly.
Art of Linguistics (Sonnet 1223) | Abhijit Naskar | Insan Himalayanoğlu
No language speaks of freedom better than spanish,
No language speaks of love better than turkish,
No language speaks of oneness better than sanskrit,
No language interprets better than our good ol’ english.
No language speaks to computers better than code,
No language speaks of matter better than physics.
No language speaks of mind better than neurology,
No language speaks pattern better than mathematics.
No language speaks of thought better than philosophy,
No language speaks of emotion better than poetry.
No language speaks of justice better than sociology,
No language speaks of behavior better than psychology.
Purpose of language is communication not argumentation,
If it doesn’t bridge the cliffs it all brings but extinction.
No language speaks of love better than turkish,
No language speaks of oneness better than sanskrit,
No language interprets better than our good ol’ english.
No language speaks to computers better than code,
No language speaks of matter better than physics.
No language speaks of mind better than neurology,
No language speaks pattern better than mathematics.
No language speaks of thought better than philosophy,
No language speaks of emotion better than poetry.
No language speaks of justice better than sociology,
No language speaks of behavior better than psychology.
Purpose of language is communication not argumentation,
If it doesn’t bridge the cliffs it all brings but extinction.
Favoritism is Good (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Insan Himalayanoğlu
My favorite language in the world is Turkish,
Because its culture electrifies my scars.
My favorite language in the East is Telugu,
Because its music emboldens my nerves.
My favorite language in the West is Spanish,
Because it teaches me the worth of freedom.
Favorite ancient tongues are Arabic ‘n Sanskrit,
For one embodies peace, another assimilation.
My favorite science of all is electronics,
For it empowers my imagination untainted.
My favorite philosophy is everyday curiosity,
It helps me transcend all sectarian intellect.
My favorite religion in the world is service,
Because it transforms an animal into human.
I don’t care what you believe or don’t,
As long as your behavior speaks compassion.
Favoritism is a civilized faculty,
when practiced beyond blood and border.
Problem is when you see nothing at all,
beyond the rim of your family and culture.
Because its culture electrifies my scars.
My favorite language in the East is Telugu,
Because its music emboldens my nerves.
My favorite language in the West is Spanish,
Because it teaches me the worth of freedom.
Favorite ancient tongues are Arabic ‘n Sanskrit,
For one embodies peace, another assimilation.
My favorite science of all is electronics,
For it empowers my imagination untainted.
My favorite philosophy is everyday curiosity,
It helps me transcend all sectarian intellect.
My favorite religion in the world is service,
Because it transforms an animal into human.
I don’t care what you believe or don’t,
As long as your behavior speaks compassion.
Favoritism is a civilized faculty,
when practiced beyond blood and border.
Problem is when you see nothing at all,
beyond the rim of your family and culture.
There is but one race, humanity | Abhijit Naskar | Yaralardan Yangın Doğar
English is my work language,
Turkish is my love language,
Spanish is my play language,
Telugu is my leisure language.
This would probably be different for you - perhaps for you, it all happens in one language - English, and that's perfectly fine. Different people are inspired in different ways - it's alright - as long as all our inspirations converge into one result - a better world for all - where there is no interracial dialogue, there is no intercultural communication, there is no interreligious relations - because - there is but one race, humanity - there is but one culture, humanity - there is but one religion, humanity.
Turkish is my love language,
Spanish is my play language,
Telugu is my leisure language.
This would probably be different for you - perhaps for you, it all happens in one language - English, and that's perfectly fine. Different people are inspired in different ways - it's alright - as long as all our inspirations converge into one result - a better world for all - where there is no interracial dialogue, there is no intercultural communication, there is no interreligious relations - because - there is but one race, humanity - there is but one culture, humanity - there is but one religion, humanity.
Selam-e-Sapiens (Shattered Seer Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Pani, Agua, Water, It’s All One
Sometimes I’m battered vagabond,
Sometimes I’m shattered seer.
No claim to name, fame or reign,
Lovedrunk I write borracha poesía.
Sometimes I’m mest-i-mevlana,
Sometimes I’m my own Shams.
Sometimes I’m dastan-e-dervish,
Sometimes I’m selam-e-sapiens.
I am no brahmin,
I am the Godfather of brahmins;
I am Parabrahma, the Brahmins worship.
I am Adi, I am Anth, I am Ananth Adishakti.
Leave your creed, crown and
constitution, when you enter my door.
I am but a human if you are human,
if you’re sectarian, I’m messiah galore.
Sometimes I’m shattered seer.
No claim to name, fame or reign,
Lovedrunk I write borracha poesía.
Sometimes I’m mest-i-mevlana,
Sometimes I’m my own Shams.
Sometimes I’m dastan-e-dervish,
Sometimes I’m selam-e-sapiens.
I am no brahmin,
I am the Godfather of brahmins;
I am Parabrahma, the Brahmins worship.
I am Adi, I am Anth, I am Ananth Adishakti.
Leave your creed, crown and
constitution, when you enter my door.
I am but a human if you are human,
if you’re sectarian, I’m messiah galore.
On Shortfalls and Strongholds | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
The biggest requirement of learning is to know your limits of the moment. Let me elaborate with an example. Alongside my mainstream works, I have wanted to create complete works in turkish and spanish for several years. And few years back, with my rather limited experiential understanding of both languages, I even took it upon myself to do so, but I got stuck on the very first page. Why? Because it is one thing to pen occasional gems in another language, and totally different to release an entire work in that language. I was ready at heart, but not at brain. So, instead of writing whole works in these languages, I simply made turkish and spanish a joyful addition to my mainstream work – however the original linguistic and cultural intention kept reflecting in the titles of works, such as Aşkanjali, The Gentalist, Gente Mente Adelante, Mucize Insan and so on. It was not until late 2023 that my brain finally caught up with my heart, and delivered the first complete original turkish and spanish Naskarean works to the world.
Know your strongholds, they’ll take you far. Know your shortfalls, they’ll take you farther. Strongholds help you enhance your predominant capacities, whereas shortfalls help you unfold new possibilities – they help you unfold new vistas of human endeavor.
Know your strongholds, they’ll take you far. Know your shortfalls, they’ll take you farther. Strongholds help you enhance your predominant capacities, whereas shortfalls help you unfold new possibilities – they help you unfold new vistas of human endeavor.
Sonett von El Dorado | Abhijit Naskar | Meine Welt, Meine Verantwortung: Hundert Sonette für Meine Weltfamilie (Naskardeutsch – First Drop, 100 German Sonnets)
“Language is magic, culture is magic,
I wield that magic in my breath.
My brain is a symphony of portals,
each transcending past exclusivity,
into distinct linguocultural awareness.”
“Sonett von El Dorado
Wo ist Eldorado?
Es ist kein Ort,
es ist eine Person.
Wo ist das Himmelreich?
Der Himmel ist kein Ort,
der Himmel sind Menschen.
Wo können wir Freude finden?
Nicht der Markt,
Frieden liegt in guten Taten.
Wo finden wir Gesundheit?
Gesundheit liegt in der Einfachheit,
nicht in Maschinen.
Wo können wir Mut finden?
Mut kommt vom Charakter,
nicht von der Bank.
Was ist der Weg zum Fortschritt?
Nicht durch Luxus,
Fortschritt kommt durch Kollektivität.
Je geringer die Bedürfnisse,
desto besser das Leben.
Verliere dich unter Menschen,
der Weg nach vorne ist Liebe.”
I wield that magic in my breath.
My brain is a symphony of portals,
each transcending past exclusivity,
into distinct linguocultural awareness.”
“Sonett von El Dorado
Wo ist Eldorado?
Es ist kein Ort,
es ist eine Person.
Wo ist das Himmelreich?
Der Himmel ist kein Ort,
der Himmel sind Menschen.
Wo können wir Freude finden?
Nicht der Markt,
Frieden liegt in guten Taten.
Wo finden wir Gesundheit?
Gesundheit liegt in der Einfachheit,
nicht in Maschinen.
Wo können wir Mut finden?
Mut kommt vom Charakter,
nicht von der Bank.
Was ist der Weg zum Fortschritt?
Nicht durch Luxus,
Fortschritt kommt durch Kollektivität.
Je geringer die Bedürfnisse,
desto besser das Leben.
Verliere dich unter Menschen,
der Weg nach vorne ist Liebe.”
