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Blunder Down Under (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

Humans be human, alive and aware,
not tokens of ancestral blunder.
Awake, arise and right the wrongs,
whether in the west or down under.

We gotta fight on the beaches,
We gotta fight on human grounds.
This time we gotta fight as human,
not as puppets to colonial clowns.

Fight as brave lions for sacred inclusivity,
not for saffronication as domesticated cows.
Fight for justice, rejuvenated by reason,
not for prejudice, decreed by apeman vows.

Two Naskars (Sonnet 1541) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

There’s not one but two Naskars,
one humanitarian, the other sufi –
both rooted in a hatebusting blend
of reason and warmth, humanizing humanity.

The humanitarian sets fire to the blood,
the sufi makes ointment out of wounds.
Though the sufi came after the humanitarian,
it has only magnified the reformer’s boon.

Along the journey of a humanitarian,
the sufi emerges from his soulful sea.
Cutting ties with all cave-age customs,
oneness is actualized in mindful diversity.

Naskar, The Journey (Sonnet 1540) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

The journey began with Art of Neuroscience,
I was the rookie scholar in the block.
Amateurish intellectualism was quite evident,
till my voice took charge in the 11th work.

Finally yours truly was speaking on his own,
without leaning on those who came before.
Riding on a whim, along came sonnets,
Prose and poetry fused in Naskarean ore.

Thus original Naskar started pouring out, as
Hurricane Human, Hometown Human ‘n more,
Martyr Meets World to Mücadele Muhabbet,
all as bedrock of assimilation galore.

The journey that began with science,
soon turned into a humanitarian tsunami.
Rooted in love, tempered by reason –
I’m the furnace of peace, piety ‘n poetry.

Sieg Heil and the rest (Sonnet 1162) | Abhijit Naskar | Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat

Some shout Sieg Heil,
Some shout Jai Hind.
Some Star Spangled Banner,
Others God save the fiend.

Only the language differs,
Jungliness remains the same.
Even in an integrating world,
Some maintain the habits lame.

Once upon a time,
they might have had some value.
Today they are just anachronism,
Kept alive by apes without clue.

If you are still enraged,
how dare I compare
Sieg Heil with the rest!
Study the history unvarnished –
behind every tribal salute
you’ll find a holocaust equivalent.

Beyond the Nature of Truth (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

Do you realize how serious the situation is,
Are you aware of the lives ruined by cruelty?
Because if you stay aloof in your cloud castle,
All talk of humanity is but a tale of fantasy.

Can you tell the real from the unreal,
Can you tell facts from fantasy?
I am not talkin’ in terms of neuroscience,
I am askin’ you as a human, of human responsibility.

We can argue about the nature of truth all we want,
But that won’t alleviate the suffering of society.
So the question is, do you know the worth of life,
How far will you go to preserve another’s serenity!

Does human welfare overpower your insecurity?
Or is the self still separate from society?

No sunrise without sacrifice | Abhijit Naskar | Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

There is no sunrise without sacrifice,
There is no unity without inclusion.
There is no love without conviction,
There is no justice without unsubmission.

No sewage is ever sanctified without sewage-workers,
No society is ever civilized without reformers.
No mutation ever occurs without an anomaly,
No world is brought to life without love-laborers.

Unbound (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

Unbound by tradition,
Unbound by biases,
Unbound by belief,
Unbound by loyalties,

Unbound by logicality,
Unbound by assumption,
Unbound by selfishness,
Unbound by argumentation,

Unbound by intellect,
Unbound by ignorance,
Unbound by arrogance,
Unbound by indifference.

This is how we rise human,
This is how we find communion.

All in The Mind (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

God is all in the mind,
What’s wrong with that!
Art is also all in the mind,
So, is art nothing but dirt!

Yes, plenty harm has been done,
In the name of God.
The same can be said,
About science and art.

Dividers will always divide,
Haters will always hate.
Apes will find one excuse or another,
To justify their authoritarian trait.

For example, 9/11 wasn’t religion’s fault,
Any more than Hiroshima was science’s fault.

“Personal fiction is a psychological necessity of the individual – hence, a right – why can’t we simply accept it as such!” Abhijit Naskar, Himalayan Sonneteer

Some people need God, others don’t feel the need for it, for whatever reason. But the fact of the matter is, even those who do not believe in God, occasionally end up talking to some sort of fictitious figure, such as a loved one who has passed away. And what’s wrong with that?

Personal fiction is a psychological necessity of the individual – hence, a right – why can’t we simply accept it as such! Why do we have to diss another person for not believing in the same kind of fiction that we believe in! It is time we become an aid to each other’s light, not an impediment.

Dead Men’s Tale (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission

They say, time and tide wait for none,
Lest the bird learns it can fly.
The best way to control apes is,
To make them feel guilty for their light.

They say, dead men tell no tale, and yet,
We live our lives based on dead men’s tale.
It is okay to tell tales if it enhances sight,
But not the kind that produces a walking hell.

There is no divide when we are alive,
Divisions exist only in kingdom of the dead.
We are divided because we are dead,
Come to life, and all divides will be deleted.

Let us write a new tale with the spirit of life.
Instead of celebrating death,
let’s celebrate each other’s light.