Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "sharing"
Law of Light (The Sonnet) | The Gentalist
Light shared is light amplified,
Light hoarded is light lost.
Life is light when lived for others,
Darkness when lost in snobbish cause.
We are truly knowledgeable,
When our knowledge annuls animosity.
We truly have existence solely when,
We exist to elevate all of humanity.
Elevation of humanity happens,
One neighborhood at a time.
Time and space have meaning,
Only when they help our spirits align.
In short, there is neither time nor space.
Either everything is love or sheer nonsense.
Light hoarded is light lost.
Life is light when lived for others,
Darkness when lost in snobbish cause.
We are truly knowledgeable,
When our knowledge annuls animosity.
We truly have existence solely when,
We exist to elevate all of humanity.
Elevation of humanity happens,
One neighborhood at a time.
Time and space have meaning,
Only when they help our spirits align.
In short, there is neither time nor space.
Either everything is love or sheer nonsense.
Look At The Stars (The Sonnet) | The Gentalist
Look up my friend, look at the stars,
You know some of them exploded long ago.
Yet their light keeps shining even when they’re gone,
For none of their rays is tainted by ego.
Not a kernel of kindness ever goes to waste,
Not a gesture of gentleness ever goes awry.
The unselfish one is the happiest person in the world,
You’ll find joy when you answer someone’s cry.
You’re thirsty, you seek a glass of water,
That is just plain necessity.
Someone else is thirsty, you share your last glass,
That my friend, is plain humanity.
When self-preservation turns trivial, ‘n humanity common sense,
That’s when a star is born, amidst all self-serving nuisance.
You know some of them exploded long ago.
Yet their light keeps shining even when they’re gone,
For none of their rays is tainted by ego.
Not a kernel of kindness ever goes to waste,
Not a gesture of gentleness ever goes awry.
The unselfish one is the happiest person in the world,
You’ll find joy when you answer someone’s cry.
You’re thirsty, you seek a glass of water,
That is just plain necessity.
Someone else is thirsty, you share your last glass,
That my friend, is plain humanity.
When self-preservation turns trivial, ‘n humanity common sense,
That’s when a star is born, amidst all self-serving nuisance.
Be Happy, Don’t Tell Anyone (Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets | Merry Christmas 2024
Be happy, don’t tell anyone.
Go places, don’t tell anyone.
Experience life, don’t tell anyone.
Pamper the inner child, don’t tell anyone.
It’s a sad society, the news of
your happiness stirs up only jealousy.
The more you crave to publicize your joy,
more you’re stripped of your tranquility.
Your happiness doesn’t need
anybody’s stamp of approval.
Happiness kept private is
happiness invisible to the jungle.
What the jungle cannot see,
the jungle cannot destroy.
Be kind to all, but bare to few,
joy broadcasted is the end of joy.
Go places, don’t tell anyone.
Experience life, don’t tell anyone.
Pamper the inner child, don’t tell anyone.
It’s a sad society, the news of
your happiness stirs up only jealousy.
The more you crave to publicize your joy,
more you’re stripped of your tranquility.
Your happiness doesn’t need
anybody’s stamp of approval.
Happiness kept private is
happiness invisible to the jungle.
What the jungle cannot see,
the jungle cannot destroy.
Be kind to all, but bare to few,
joy broadcasted is the end of joy.
“Proof of the Sapiens is in the sharing.” ― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop
If a 3 pound brain can contain
a 100 billion nerve cells,
a planet with land the size of 20bn stadiums
should have room for 10 billion people.
Then how come, so many
have to survive on so little,
on a planet this size, this rich!
It all comes down to hoarding – if we
cared more about social responsibility
than social etiquette, we wouldn’t have
such drastic paradoxes of disparity.
In English we say:
proof of the pudding is in the eating.
In Naskarian we say:
proof of the Sapiens is in the sharing.
