Abhijit Naskar's Blog, page 72
May 15, 2022
No Priest No Prostitute (The Sonnet) | Either Reformist or Terrorist
In my eyes there is no priest,
No prostitute, only people.
In my eyes there is no pope,
No pedestrian, only people.
In my eyes there is no royalty,
No subject, only people.
In my eyes there is no leader,
No follower, only people.
There is no intellectual,
No layman, only people.
In my eyes there is no superior,
No inferior, only people.
Hierarchy is malarkey maintained by fools.
Oneness maketh civilization across silly schools.
No prostitute, only people.
In my eyes there is no pope,
No pedestrian, only people.
In my eyes there is no royalty,
No subject, only people.
In my eyes there is no leader,
No follower, only people.
There is no intellectual,
No layman, only people.
In my eyes there is no superior,
No inferior, only people.
Hierarchy is malarkey maintained by fools.
Oneness maketh civilization across silly schools.
Published on May 15, 2022 12:34
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The Empowered Sonnet | Gospel of Undoctrination
Woman empowered is civilization empowered.
Dream empowered is progress empowered.
Parents empowered is children empowered.
Teachers empowered is future empowered.
Don’t defund the police, use those funds,
To send the officers to behavioral therapy.
To have an understanding of justice and order,
We must have a grip over our impulses and biases.
Discrimination don’t disappear if we shut our eyes,
Each of us must live as an antidote to discrimination.
Ignorance doesn’t become knowledge when peddled by scripture,
Better burn all scriptures if they peddle hate and division.
To conquer our biases and stereotypes is to conquer inhumanity.
To expand our heart beyond assumption is to empower humanity.
Dream empowered is progress empowered.
Parents empowered is children empowered.
Teachers empowered is future empowered.
Don’t defund the police, use those funds,
To send the officers to behavioral therapy.
To have an understanding of justice and order,
We must have a grip over our impulses and biases.
Discrimination don’t disappear if we shut our eyes,
Each of us must live as an antidote to discrimination.
Ignorance doesn’t become knowledge when peddled by scripture,
Better burn all scriptures if they peddle hate and division.
To conquer our biases and stereotypes is to conquer inhumanity.
To expand our heart beyond assumption is to empower humanity.
Published on May 15, 2022 12:33
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The Chupacabra Sonnet | Gospel of Undoctrination
Chihuahuas need guns for strength,
They feel naked without concealed carry.
To them I say, with all humility,
Open your eyes muchacho – ¡chupacabra aquí!
You may keep your gun, I won’t say a word,
But don’t confuse them to be your safe haven.
Own them in secret, but think of using them,
And you’ll face the wrath of this kraken.
You may conceal, you may carry, if law allows,
But dare not raise your gun at a reformador.
To the wounded stranger I am ointment,
But to the inhuman vermin I am volcano.
Carrying a gun every moron feels like superman.
Stand up to cruelty unarmed, then you are human.
They feel naked without concealed carry.
To them I say, with all humility,
Open your eyes muchacho – ¡chupacabra aquí!
You may keep your gun, I won’t say a word,
But don’t confuse them to be your safe haven.
Own them in secret, but think of using them,
And you’ll face the wrath of this kraken.
You may conceal, you may carry, if law allows,
But dare not raise your gun at a reformador.
To the wounded stranger I am ointment,
But to the inhuman vermin I am volcano.
Carrying a gun every moron feels like superman.
Stand up to cruelty unarmed, then you are human.
Published on May 15, 2022 12:32
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May 4, 2022
True Genius | Gospel of Undoctrination
True genius is the one of the heart, not of intellect. Because intellect-less heart, though exploited a lot, still does good, whereas heartless intellect, with or without the awareness of it, ends up only exploiting others.
But here’s the thing, even true genius of intellect is not without its fair sense of responsibility towards the society. It’s only the genius of halfbaked intellect that has absolutely no sense of service towards society – the only sense they have towards society, is that of domination or control.
That is why one of the guardians of nuclear physics, Albert Einstein though initially encouraged the US government in a letter, to develop a nuclear weapon of our own against the Nazi nuclear program, ended up being an outspoken activist of nuclear-disarmament, and called his letter to Roosevelt “one great mistake of life”.
That is why the mother of radioactivity, Marie Curie never made a dime out of her discovery of radium, because to her, even amidst obscurity, science was service, unlike most so-called scientists of the modern world.
That is why the man who literally electrified the world with his invention of alternating current, Nikola Tesla embraced happily other people stealing his inventions, and died a poor man in his apartment.
You see, it’s easy to make billions out of other people’s pioneering work, the sign of true genius is an uncorrupted sense of service.
But here’s the thing, even true genius of intellect is not without its fair sense of responsibility towards the society. It’s only the genius of halfbaked intellect that has absolutely no sense of service towards society – the only sense they have towards society, is that of domination or control.
That is why one of the guardians of nuclear physics, Albert Einstein though initially encouraged the US government in a letter, to develop a nuclear weapon of our own against the Nazi nuclear program, ended up being an outspoken activist of nuclear-disarmament, and called his letter to Roosevelt “one great mistake of life”.
That is why the mother of radioactivity, Marie Curie never made a dime out of her discovery of radium, because to her, even amidst obscurity, science was service, unlike most so-called scientists of the modern world.
That is why the man who literally electrified the world with his invention of alternating current, Nikola Tesla embraced happily other people stealing his inventions, and died a poor man in his apartment.
You see, it’s easy to make billions out of other people’s pioneering work, the sign of true genius is an uncorrupted sense of service.
Published on May 04, 2022 09:35
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accountability, be-the-change, business-ethics, corporate-greed, entrepreneurship, humanitarian-science, humanitarian-scientist, humanity, intellect, intelligence, naskarism, philosophy-of-science, science, scientific-discovery, scientific-research, service-of-humanity, social-responsibility, social-work, technology
April 29, 2022
Be A Tesla (The Sonnet) | High Voltage Habib
In a world full of Elon Musks,
Be a Dan Price.
Use entrepreneurship to instill equity,
Not as a vessel of disparity’s vice.
In a world full of Jordan Petersons,
Be a Jiddu Krishnamurti.
Use intellect to expand perception,
Not to turn back the clock of primitivity.
In a world full of Donald Trumps,
Be a Dolly Parton, be an Ocasio-Cortez.
Use fame and politics to alleviate anguish,
Not to feed on people’s distress.
Let others adore the crook Edison all they wanna.
You for one be a Marie Curie, be a Nikola Tesla.
Be a Dan Price.
Use entrepreneurship to instill equity,
Not as a vessel of disparity’s vice.
In a world full of Jordan Petersons,
Be a Jiddu Krishnamurti.
Use intellect to expand perception,
Not to turn back the clock of primitivity.
In a world full of Donald Trumps,
Be a Dolly Parton, be an Ocasio-Cortez.
Use fame and politics to alleviate anguish,
Not to feed on people’s distress.
Let others adore the crook Edison all they wanna.
You for one be a Marie Curie, be a Nikola Tesla.
Published on April 29, 2022 08:40
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Human Bulldozer (The Sonnet) | High Voltage Habib
I am no Gandhi, that I’d sit quietly and spin a wheel,
While people suffer in the clutches of imperialism.
I am no Guevara either, that I would shoot anyone,
Who looks suspicious, in my revolution for freedom.
Gandhi and Guevara are two extremes of human struggle,
One glorifies submission, another heralds new oppression.
Neither is fit for an infant world aiming to be civilized,
For one lacks backbone, the other weaponizes assumption.
We may take a little from Gandhi, a little from Guevara,
Without rigidity we may administer them accordingly.
I am an accountable human living in a world run by biases,
So most times I’ll keep quiet and act as a harmless dummy.
But whenever inhumanity goes overboard wreaking havoc,
The human bulldozer will rise to cleanse every epoch.
While people suffer in the clutches of imperialism.
I am no Guevara either, that I would shoot anyone,
Who looks suspicious, in my revolution for freedom.
Gandhi and Guevara are two extremes of human struggle,
One glorifies submission, another heralds new oppression.
Neither is fit for an infant world aiming to be civilized,
For one lacks backbone, the other weaponizes assumption.
We may take a little from Gandhi, a little from Guevara,
Without rigidity we may administer them accordingly.
I am an accountable human living in a world run by biases,
So most times I’ll keep quiet and act as a harmless dummy.
But whenever inhumanity goes overboard wreaking havoc,
The human bulldozer will rise to cleanse every epoch.
Published on April 29, 2022 08:39
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April 24, 2022
Undoctrination Sonnet | High Voltage Habib
If we teach kids history,
They say we’re indoctrinating them.
If we immunize them against disease,
They say we’re microchipping them.
If we teach kids science,
They say we’re practicing blasphemy.
If we teach kids biology,
They say we’re messing with their identity.
With such mentality of a caveman,
How on earth did you manage to conceive!
I guess, to raise a human takes common sense,
But to make a baby takes only genital breach.
Hence it is more reason for reason to persevere.
There is no way we can let stone age reappear.
They say we’re indoctrinating them.
If we immunize them against disease,
They say we’re microchipping them.
If we teach kids science,
They say we’re practicing blasphemy.
If we teach kids biology,
They say we’re messing with their identity.
With such mentality of a caveman,
How on earth did you manage to conceive!
I guess, to raise a human takes common sense,
But to make a baby takes only genital breach.
Hence it is more reason for reason to persevere.
There is no way we can let stone age reappear.
Published on April 24, 2022 13:55
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Honor He Wrote Sonnet 20
The more you break me, the stronger I become.
The more you hate me, the gentler I become.
The more you mock me, the kinder I become.
The more you alienate me, the braver I become.
The more you betray me, the more I learn to trust.
The more you disappoint me, the more I feel electrified.
The more you take advantage, the more I learn to care.
The more you backstab me, the more I am energized.
The more you humiliate me, the more I gain humility.
The more you laugh at me, the more I learn to smile.
More you kick me around, more my spine is straightened.
The more you drag me down, the higher I end up flying.
Every bad behavior directed at me amplifies my power.
The broken humans of the world make the greatest healer.
The more you hate me, the gentler I become.
The more you mock me, the kinder I become.
The more you alienate me, the braver I become.
The more you betray me, the more I learn to trust.
The more you disappoint me, the more I feel electrified.
The more you take advantage, the more I learn to care.
The more you backstab me, the more I am energized.
The more you humiliate me, the more I gain humility.
The more you laugh at me, the more I learn to smile.
More you kick me around, more my spine is straightened.
The more you drag me down, the higher I end up flying.
Every bad behavior directed at me amplifies my power.
The broken humans of the world make the greatest healer.
Published on April 24, 2022 13:48
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What is Happiness | High Voltage Habib
What is Happiness?
Happiness is a myth. It doesn’t exist.
What we call happiness is merely a temporary sensation of excitement that we receive upon the fulfillment of our expectations.
It’s not happiness, it’s addiction.
And since we have made a society out of this insane pursuit of addiction, our brain is never at a healthy state to actually fathom and more importantly produce true happiness.
And what is true happiness?
Contentment.
You’ve been working for hours. You haven’t had the time to even have some water. Finally you finish your work and drink a glass of water. The sheer feeling of joy that you receive at that moment – that’s happiness, that’s contentment.
You haven’t been near your loved ones for days, for you’ve been away for work. Finally you get home and take them in your arms – that’s happiness, that’s contentment.
Now let me tell you what is not happiness, what is in fact an unhealthy addiction which only ruins a person’s life both mentally and physically.
You’ve been using the same smartphone for over a year now. Suddenly the brand announces the release of a new model. And you get all hyped up to buy that model, despite the fact that you don’t really need it. That’s addiction – that’s an illness.
You visit a new place on vacation. But instead of experiencing that place with your heart, you bring your phone out and waste the entire vacation on taking pictures to post on social media.
That’s addiction, that’s illness. You know why? Because when you get home, you realize, you have plenty of pictures of the vacation on your phone alright, but you have no meaningful memory of that place in your heart.
In usual circumstances, our brain doesn’t distinguish between addiction and true joy. It can only do that, when we stop running and start living. Because at the end of the day, joy is not about fulfilling expectations, joy is about learning to live beyond expectations.
Happiness is a myth. It doesn’t exist.
What we call happiness is merely a temporary sensation of excitement that we receive upon the fulfillment of our expectations.
It’s not happiness, it’s addiction.
And since we have made a society out of this insane pursuit of addiction, our brain is never at a healthy state to actually fathom and more importantly produce true happiness.
And what is true happiness?
Contentment.
You’ve been working for hours. You haven’t had the time to even have some water. Finally you finish your work and drink a glass of water. The sheer feeling of joy that you receive at that moment – that’s happiness, that’s contentment.
You haven’t been near your loved ones for days, for you’ve been away for work. Finally you get home and take them in your arms – that’s happiness, that’s contentment.
Now let me tell you what is not happiness, what is in fact an unhealthy addiction which only ruins a person’s life both mentally and physically.
You’ve been using the same smartphone for over a year now. Suddenly the brand announces the release of a new model. And you get all hyped up to buy that model, despite the fact that you don’t really need it. That’s addiction – that’s an illness.
You visit a new place on vacation. But instead of experiencing that place with your heart, you bring your phone out and waste the entire vacation on taking pictures to post on social media.
That’s addiction, that’s illness. You know why? Because when you get home, you realize, you have plenty of pictures of the vacation on your phone alright, but you have no meaningful memory of that place in your heart.
In usual circumstances, our brain doesn’t distinguish between addiction and true joy. It can only do that, when we stop running and start living. Because at the end of the day, joy is not about fulfilling expectations, joy is about learning to live beyond expectations.
Published on April 24, 2022 13:47
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Sonnet of Fundamentals | Gente Mente Adelante
Equality, harmony, diversity,
These are not something you believe.
Just like water, air and food,
These are not something you believe.
Fundamentals of human life,
Are beyond all pettiness of opinion.
Argumentation may have its place,
But we must distinguish facts from fiction.
Plenty are the minds so are the beliefs,
But beliefs mustn’t undermine humanity.
All of us are dumb, some less some more,
So we must place people before rigidity.
No belief is ultimate, no opinion olympian.
Putting aside truth, let us first be human.
These are not something you believe.
Just like water, air and food,
These are not something you believe.
Fundamentals of human life,
Are beyond all pettiness of opinion.
Argumentation may have its place,
But we must distinguish facts from fiction.
Plenty are the minds so are the beliefs,
But beliefs mustn’t undermine humanity.
All of us are dumb, some less some more,
So we must place people before rigidity.
No belief is ultimate, no opinion olympian.
Putting aside truth, let us first be human.
Published on April 24, 2022 13:36
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