Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "writing-process"

You know why I write books? Because it is the one thing about the outcome of which I don’t give a damn. I don’t care if they gather dust, I don’t care if they don’t sell. In fact, among my hundred plus works, there are a few that have sold barely ten copies. Yet, am I bothered! Nope!

I don’t write to sell books, I write because my mind teeters on the edge of psychosis if I spend a single day without writing. Sure, the ultimate mission behind my legacy is the construction of a humane world, but if you get down to the actual morale of the moment – the only recompense I get out of it all, is the felicity of putting my fervor on paper – thus immortalizing them for eons to come. That’s how this one life could produce such an impossibly inexhaustible amount of literature in the first place – because I dream my ideas, breathe my ideas, and live my ideas. Better a lesser read genius, than a misread genius. Or to put it plainer still – I am not a writer, I am an anomaly – for better or for worse, I am an anomaly.

The pen is my paradise,
the pen is my grave.
Everybody has all the answers,
I seem to have only questions.

Good thing, I don’t know how to write,
methods are obstacle to my madness.
I’m vast enough to contain the world,
asylum pills don’t work on pilgrim brains.

My pen never runs out of ink, because
the pen is an extension of my anatomy.
Madness is the first sign of sanity,
oneness is the seed of infinity.

Stereotypes are sanity of the jungle,
prejudice is sacred in the animal kingdom.
Flags are the poison, cosmos is (my) kin –
I am no stereotype, I am the Prototype Human.