Abhijit Naskar's Blog, page 63
September 15, 2022
Barbarism, thy name is Britain | Corazon Calamidad
Barbarism, thy name is Britain. In this day and age, if any societal structure is a revolting blot on the fabric of the democratic world, it’s not Russia or North Korea, but the not-so-great Britain. Pretend democracy is far worse than straightforward dictatorship.
The queen might have been a nice person, I don’t know. But when a person is declared the supreme authority (head of state) of an entire people by birth, it’s not something to take pride in, rather it’s something to be ashamed of.
Britain may mourn the death of the queen as a person, but no land deserves to be called civilized while mourning the death of a monarch. Let me put this into perspective. Almost every week a country celebrates independence from britain – if this doesn’t tell you why the monarchy is the antithesis of everything that is civilized, nothing can.
I wonder, they can throw a homeless man in jail for lifting a bread out of hunger, yet the empire walks free, even after raping, pillaging and looting from 90% of the world’s countries!
Where is the ICC (International Criminal Court) now, when one monarch after another sits on the throne, wielding the crown jewels encrusted with national treasures stolen from all over the globe!
The queen might have been a nice person, I don’t know. But when a person is declared the supreme authority (head of state) of an entire people by birth, it’s not something to take pride in, rather it’s something to be ashamed of.
Britain may mourn the death of the queen as a person, but no land deserves to be called civilized while mourning the death of a monarch. Let me put this into perspective. Almost every week a country celebrates independence from britain – if this doesn’t tell you why the monarchy is the antithesis of everything that is civilized, nothing can.
I wonder, they can throw a homeless man in jail for lifting a bread out of hunger, yet the empire walks free, even after raping, pillaging and looting from 90% of the world’s countries!
Where is the ICC (International Criminal Court) now, when one monarch after another sits on the throne, wielding the crown jewels encrusted with national treasures stolen from all over the globe!
September 14, 2022
Amantes Assemble Sonnet 56
Don’t look for someone you can talk sense with,
Find someone with whom you can talk nonsense.
Call it friendship, call it love, call it whatever,
Role of a companion isn’t sensibility but acceptance.
That’s why I walk around in shabby clothes,
That’s how I get to know about people’s true nature.
Everybody likes to butter up those in suits,
Those who smile at the people with nothing,
are the ones with real substance of character.
If you wanna find out who your enemies are,
Walk fancy and wait for the butter to pour in.
If you wanna find out the humans amongst the leeches,
Walk like a vagabond with your shirt not tucked in.
Be cautious of those who applaud your accomplishment.
And never lose those who walk by you in hopelessness.
Find someone with whom you can talk nonsense.
Call it friendship, call it love, call it whatever,
Role of a companion isn’t sensibility but acceptance.
That’s why I walk around in shabby clothes,
That’s how I get to know about people’s true nature.
Everybody likes to butter up those in suits,
Those who smile at the people with nothing,
are the ones with real substance of character.
If you wanna find out who your enemies are,
Walk fancy and wait for the butter to pour in.
If you wanna find out the humans amongst the leeches,
Walk like a vagabond with your shirt not tucked in.
Be cautious of those who applaud your accomplishment.
And never lose those who walk by you in hopelessness.
Representation is Degradation (The Sonnet) | The Peace Testament
“Reform the politicians, you ensure reform in society for a few decades. Reform the citizens, you ensure reform in society for centuries.”
“Representation is Degradation (The Sonnet)
Nationalism is but a precursor to fascism,
Representation is but a precursor to corruption.
Delegation is but a precursor to destitution,
Law-abidance is but a precursor to degradation.
Representation without accountability is just,
As undemocratic as taxation without representation.
Trading in one party for another is not change,
But merely the re-initiation of prehistoric division.
Democracy that shows no sign of nonpartisanism,
Is but a petri dish of prejudice most blinding.
Such a democracy stuck on representation,
Is but a silent dictatorship in the making.
Neither law nor party loyalty will elevate the society.
All my hope, therefore, lies upon civilian responsibility.”
“When the civilians have grown out of the need for government, and are capable enough to carry the responsibility of their society on their own, there will be no reason for the state to exist. Thus, having served their brief role in the evolution of society, all constructs of state, government and representation will go extinct on their own – just like the tail on our back disappeared when we had no use for them, once we started to walk upright on our feet, breaking free from our traditional habit of hanging from the trees.”
“Representation is Degradation (The Sonnet)
Nationalism is but a precursor to fascism,
Representation is but a precursor to corruption.
Delegation is but a precursor to destitution,
Law-abidance is but a precursor to degradation.
Representation without accountability is just,
As undemocratic as taxation without representation.
Trading in one party for another is not change,
But merely the re-initiation of prehistoric division.
Democracy that shows no sign of nonpartisanism,
Is but a petri dish of prejudice most blinding.
Such a democracy stuck on representation,
Is but a silent dictatorship in the making.
Neither law nor party loyalty will elevate the society.
All my hope, therefore, lies upon civilian responsibility.”
“When the civilians have grown out of the need for government, and are capable enough to carry the responsibility of their society on their own, there will be no reason for the state to exist. Thus, having served their brief role in the evolution of society, all constructs of state, government and representation will go extinct on their own – just like the tail on our back disappeared when we had no use for them, once we started to walk upright on our feet, breaking free from our traditional habit of hanging from the trees.”
September 10, 2022
Cure to Each Other | The Peace Testament
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.
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.
September 6, 2022
Women Know Best (The Sonnet) | The Peace Testament
Wanna learn about running a world, go find a woman mentor,
For women are better teacher and better leader.
Society that glorifies men and objectifies women,
Is but a jungle where primitivity never ceases to fester.
Nature looks upon kindly any species that,
Has realized the synonymity of sacred and feminine.
Those who still fail to recognize the voice of women,
Are basically violating the very reason for existing.
Women know best what’s best for the world,
The world that comes out of her womb.
They cuss us, they mock us, it’s for our own good,
All time is feminine, feminine is the rule.
The world is but creation, women are the creator.
Feminine is the idol, we are mere idolator.
For women are better teacher and better leader.
Society that glorifies men and objectifies women,
Is but a jungle where primitivity never ceases to fester.
Nature looks upon kindly any species that,
Has realized the synonymity of sacred and feminine.
Those who still fail to recognize the voice of women,
Are basically violating the very reason for existing.
Women know best what’s best for the world,
The world that comes out of her womb.
They cuss us, they mock us, it’s for our own good,
All time is feminine, feminine is the rule.
The world is but creation, women are the creator.
Feminine is the idol, we are mere idolator.
I am all, that’s why I am one. | Divane Dynamite
You know why I put that “rag” on my head occasionally, even though I hold no compulsion for it?
Because in some parts of the world people are still medieval enough to deem us “ragheads” and “desert dwellers” as subject of fear, hate, mistrust and repugnance. I cannot change how these suited savages feel by retaliating hate with further hate. The only way I can expand anybody’s sight is by being the most exuberant raghead that ever lived.
We treat the worst of humanity by being the best of humanity. That is why I am raghead, that is why I am latino, that is why I am black, and that is why I am many more facets of human existence in one body. I am one, yet I am all. Or better yet, I am all, that’s why I am one.
Wherever someone is pushed to the wall, I am there. Wherever someone is kneed to the ground, I am there. Wherever someone is denied the freedom of choice and the freedom of love, I am there. Wherever someone is denied the common decency and dignity in life, I am there. For I am but a reflection of life oppressed, for I am but resuscitation of life oppressed, for I am but invigoration of life oppressed.
Because in some parts of the world people are still medieval enough to deem us “ragheads” and “desert dwellers” as subject of fear, hate, mistrust and repugnance. I cannot change how these suited savages feel by retaliating hate with further hate. The only way I can expand anybody’s sight is by being the most exuberant raghead that ever lived.
We treat the worst of humanity by being the best of humanity. That is why I am raghead, that is why I am latino, that is why I am black, and that is why I am many more facets of human existence in one body. I am one, yet I am all. Or better yet, I am all, that’s why I am one.
Wherever someone is pushed to the wall, I am there. Wherever someone is kneed to the ground, I am there. Wherever someone is denied the freedom of choice and the freedom of love, I am there. Wherever someone is denied the common decency and dignity in life, I am there. For I am but a reflection of life oppressed, for I am but resuscitation of life oppressed, for I am but invigoration of life oppressed.
September 4, 2022
Gotta Be Citizens of Love | Divane Dynamite
“Kâinatin tek hakikat, aşktır,
Aşktan başka her şey yalan.
Hayatın tek hakikat asktir.
Aşktan başka her şey ölüm.
Only truth in the cosmos is love,
All else is but lie.
Life’s only truth is love,
All else is but death in disguise.”
“Türkistan değil, İngiliztan değil, Hindistan değil, sadece Aşkistan lazım, sadece Aşkistani olmak lazım.
“Not Yankeestan, Not Turkistan, Not Hindustan, what’s needed is Aşkistan, what we gotta be is, citizens of aşk, love, amor and sarang.”
Aşktan başka her şey yalan.
Hayatın tek hakikat asktir.
Aşktan başka her şey ölüm.
Only truth in the cosmos is love,
All else is but lie.
Life’s only truth is love,
All else is but death in disguise.”
“Türkistan değil, İngiliztan değil, Hindistan değil, sadece Aşkistan lazım, sadece Aşkistani olmak lazım.
“Not Yankeestan, Not Turkistan, Not Hindustan, what’s needed is Aşkistan, what we gotta be is, citizens of aşk, love, amor and sarang.”
August 30, 2022
Soil, The Sonnet | The Peace Testament
My skin is the color of soil,
My covers are the color of soil.
My heart is the color of soil,
My blood is the color of soil.
Species that forgets the soil,
Is a lifeform abandoned by nature.
Species that values sales over soil,
Will soon be vaporized or drowned by nature.
If we have no place for soil in our heart,
How can we expect the soil to replenish us!
If we have no place for nature in our heart,
How can we expect nature to have a place for us!
Only soil is real, all else is delusion.
Advancement that has no regard for the soil,
is but aneurysm destined for degeneration.
My covers are the color of soil.
My heart is the color of soil,
My blood is the color of soil.
Species that forgets the soil,
Is a lifeform abandoned by nature.
Species that values sales over soil,
Will soon be vaporized or drowned by nature.
If we have no place for soil in our heart,
How can we expect the soil to replenish us!
If we have no place for nature in our heart,
How can we expect nature to have a place for us!
Only soil is real, all else is delusion.
Advancement that has no regard for the soil,
is but aneurysm destined for degeneration.
Amantes Assemble Sonnet 14
Messiahs don’t drop from the sky,
As mortal suffering jumps the fence.
A messiah is just a mortal,
Minus all the indifference.
Peygambers don’t jog down from jennet,
As people are troubled by malice.
A peygamber is just a regular person,
Who has conquered their prejudice.
Buddhas don’t grow in a zen garden,
As the world reeks of bigotry.
A buddha is just an ordinary being,
Minus all the self-centricity.
Mind is the enemy, mind is the mate.
To all wounds of society mind is ointment.
As mortal suffering jumps the fence.
A messiah is just a mortal,
Minus all the indifference.
Peygambers don’t jog down from jennet,
As people are troubled by malice.
A peygamber is just a regular person,
Who has conquered their prejudice.
Buddhas don’t grow in a zen garden,
As the world reeks of bigotry.
A buddha is just an ordinary being,
Minus all the self-centricity.
Mind is the enemy, mind is the mate.
To all wounds of society mind is ointment.
August 28, 2022
Why I am Human (The Sonnet) | The Peace Testament
Some explain why they are catholic,
Some explain why they are atheist,
Some explain why they are muslim,
Some explain why they are socialist.
Some explain why they are jew,
Some explain why they are buddhist,
Some explain why they are hindu,
Some explain why they are humanist.
I heard plenty people explain,
Why they are what they are,
But I’m yet to hear one person say,
First I am human, all else later.
What is this mad obsession with all the ism!
Why can’t we be just human, plain and simple!
Some explain why they are atheist,
Some explain why they are muslim,
Some explain why they are socialist.
Some explain why they are jew,
Some explain why they are buddhist,
Some explain why they are hindu,
Some explain why they are humanist.
I heard plenty people explain,
Why they are what they are,
But I’m yet to hear one person say,
First I am human, all else later.
What is this mad obsession with all the ism!
Why can’t we be just human, plain and simple!
