Abhijit Naskar's Blog, page 81
December 9, 2021
Sonnet of Intolerance | Handcrafted Humanity
Intolerance and religion don't go together,
If they do, you are a far cry from being religious.
Intolerance and science don't go together,
If they do, such science is just modern hogwash.
Intolerance and philosophy don't go together,
If they do, you are a dickhearted intellectualist.
Intolerance and humanism don't go together,
If they do, you are a far cry from being humanist.
Intolerance and intellect don't go together,
If they do, such intellect is all blade, no handle.
Intolerance and wisdom don't go together,
If they do, you are but a sophisticated vandal.
Anything that is civilized helps abolish intolerance,
If it doesn't, it is yet another prehistoric nuisance.
If they do, you are a far cry from being religious.
Intolerance and science don't go together,
If they do, such science is just modern hogwash.
Intolerance and philosophy don't go together,
If they do, you are a dickhearted intellectualist.
Intolerance and humanism don't go together,
If they do, you are a far cry from being humanist.
Intolerance and intellect don't go together,
If they do, such intellect is all blade, no handle.
Intolerance and wisdom don't go together,
If they do, you are but a sophisticated vandal.
Anything that is civilized helps abolish intolerance,
If it doesn't, it is yet another prehistoric nuisance.
December 7, 2021
Facebook Sonnet | Handcrafted Humanity
Facebook is not just injurious to health,
It's now a full-on humanitarian crisis.
If you think it's just a harmless bad habit,
You're fanning the flames of social necrosis.
Social media ought to make people social,
Not make pavlov's dogs out of humanity.
Yet all that facebook actually does today,
Is drive society towards clinical insanity.
Social media is not necessarily bad,
So long as it doesn't feed on our stability.
Yet facebook has devised the perfect algorithm,
To learn, pump and monetize human instability.
Facebook is the definition of what AI must be not.
Algorithm without humanity is mental holocaust.
It's now a full-on humanitarian crisis.
If you think it's just a harmless bad habit,
You're fanning the flames of social necrosis.
Social media ought to make people social,
Not make pavlov's dogs out of humanity.
Yet all that facebook actually does today,
Is drive society towards clinical insanity.
Social media is not necessarily bad,
So long as it doesn't feed on our stability.
Yet facebook has devised the perfect algorithm,
To learn, pump and monetize human instability.
Facebook is the definition of what AI must be not.
Algorithm without humanity is mental holocaust.
Raghead (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
Some call me raghead,
Some call me desert dweller.
Some call me curry-breath,
Some call me f-ing nigger.
This is not just my story,
But of every person of color.
In a world stolen by whites,
Anything non-white is inferior.
Upon receiving so much hate,
I admit, sometimes I do feel gloomy.
I know how it is to be cussed everyday,
So I choose love no matter the agony.
The tradition of hate has gone on long enough.
I choose to be the break in habit on the world's behalf.
Some call me desert dweller.
Some call me curry-breath,
Some call me f-ing nigger.
This is not just my story,
But of every person of color.
In a world stolen by whites,
Anything non-white is inferior.
Upon receiving so much hate,
I admit, sometimes I do feel gloomy.
I know how it is to be cussed everyday,
So I choose love no matter the agony.
The tradition of hate has gone on long enough.
I choose to be the break in habit on the world's behalf.
December 2, 2021
Loveburnt (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
Jungle creatures look beautiful,
When they are in a habitat that's natural.
The human mind is beautiful when,
Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable.
Don’t go about looking for your phone,
To google the meaning of muhabbet.
It's just a term for the timeless force of love,
The force at the core of all civilized sentience.
You can't force love, all you can do is,
Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity.
Whether the person of your heart responds back,
Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.
You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want.
Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.
When they are in a habitat that's natural.
The human mind is beautiful when,
Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable.
Don’t go about looking for your phone,
To google the meaning of muhabbet.
It's just a term for the timeless force of love,
The force at the core of all civilized sentience.
You can't force love, all you can do is,
Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity.
Whether the person of your heart responds back,
Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.
You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want.
Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.
December 1, 2021
Giants in Jeans Sonnet 76
In the old days tribal chiefs used to fool people,
With talks of tribal honor and heritage.
Today's chiefs in suits manipulate modern tribals,
With talks of national security and lineage.
When our ancestors behaved as tribals,
It is acceptable for they didn't know better.
But when we identify as civilized yet act tribal,
It is but a degrading stain upon our honor.
Though all politicians are not savages,
Paradigm of modern politics thrives on division.
So make not the dreadful mistake to think,
That politicians are gonna bring peace and elevation.
It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood.
You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.
With talks of tribal honor and heritage.
Today's chiefs in suits manipulate modern tribals,
With talks of national security and lineage.
When our ancestors behaved as tribals,
It is acceptable for they didn't know better.
But when we identify as civilized yet act tribal,
It is but a degrading stain upon our honor.
Though all politicians are not savages,
Paradigm of modern politics thrives on division.
So make not the dreadful mistake to think,
That politicians are gonna bring peace and elevation.
It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood.
You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.
November 28, 2021
Hanukkah Sonnet | Giants in Jeans
Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah, let's light the menorah,
Let's wipe out all divide, even if some call it utopia.
Come one, come all, no matter the culture,
Let's stuff some latkes while we dreidel together.
Worry not about the candles burning low,
Fear not the darkness of hate and narrowness.
So long as we stand as bridges and not walls,
No darkness is match for our uplifting radiance.
The light of the festival doesn't come from candles,
The sweetness in the air doesn't come from treats.
The light and sweetness of these joyful festivities,
Rise from the loving streams of our heartbeats.
Let us burn bright as the gentle epitome of ahava.
Let us live life as a walking and talking menorah.
Let's wipe out all divide, even if some call it utopia.
Come one, come all, no matter the culture,
Let's stuff some latkes while we dreidel together.
Worry not about the candles burning low,
Fear not the darkness of hate and narrowness.
So long as we stand as bridges and not walls,
No darkness is match for our uplifting radiance.
The light of the festival doesn't come from candles,
The sweetness in the air doesn't come from treats.
The light and sweetness of these joyful festivities,
Rise from the loving streams of our heartbeats.
Let us burn bright as the gentle epitome of ahava.
Let us live life as a walking and talking menorah.
November 25, 2021
Vagina Power (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
There's nothing special about growing balls,
In fact, man-sack is the definition of weakness.
If you wanna grow something, grow a vagina,
For vagina is the epitome of resilience.
There's an organism that goes through hell,
Quite regularly, yet stands strong and brave.
It is the source of all creation everywhere,
Yet all through history it's been kept as slave.
No love can surpass the love of a mother,
No care can surpass a sister's care.
Yet a society run by balls and bananas,
Makes a hooker out of our mothers and sisters.
Worship of balls is but a prehistoric mania.
There will be no balls without a vagina.
In fact, man-sack is the definition of weakness.
If you wanna grow something, grow a vagina,
For vagina is the epitome of resilience.
There's an organism that goes through hell,
Quite regularly, yet stands strong and brave.
It is the source of all creation everywhere,
Yet all through history it's been kept as slave.
No love can surpass the love of a mother,
No care can surpass a sister's care.
Yet a society run by balls and bananas,
Makes a hooker out of our mothers and sisters.
Worship of balls is but a prehistoric mania.
There will be no balls without a vagina.
Muslim Not Terrorist (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
I am a Muslim, not a terrorist,
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.
November 24, 2021
Lovenut Sonnet | Mucize Insan
When I was a teenager,
There was a sticker on my desk.
My father had stuck it there,
Saying, till you reach your goal, don't rest.
Since that day I haven't stopped,
For I haven't reached my goal.
You may ask what the goal may be,
It is to die a lovenut lifting all.
Lovenut is one who is nuts,
Total bonkers for the benefit of society,
One whose lifeblood is sacrifice,
A revolutionary who is above all security.
I give a call to all the lovenuts of society.
Stop not till you remind all their humanity.
There was a sticker on my desk.
My father had stuck it there,
Saying, till you reach your goal, don't rest.
Since that day I haven't stopped,
For I haven't reached my goal.
You may ask what the goal may be,
It is to die a lovenut lifting all.
Lovenut is one who is nuts,
Total bonkers for the benefit of society,
One whose lifeblood is sacrifice,
A revolutionary who is above all security.
I give a call to all the lovenuts of society.
Stop not till you remind all their humanity.
Giants in Jeans Sonnet 64
Let us be oblivious to security and comfort,
In our pursuit and practice of humanity.
Let us be oblivious to personal happiness,
In our endeavors into the impossibility.
Let us throw all fear and anxiety overboard,
For the dreams that’ll determine our destiny.
Let us trample every foul desire for luxury,
And treat the hard problem of inhumanity.
Let us pay no heed to gain and pain,
In our course of constructing a whole society.
Let us not sit around praying for a messiah,
And stand up ourselves to carry out that duty.
Let others be oblivious to humanity if they want.
Even if it's doomsday, sapling of service we'll plant.
In our pursuit and practice of humanity.
Let us be oblivious to personal happiness,
In our endeavors into the impossibility.
Let us throw all fear and anxiety overboard,
For the dreams that’ll determine our destiny.
Let us trample every foul desire for luxury,
And treat the hard problem of inhumanity.
Let us pay no heed to gain and pain,
In our course of constructing a whole society.
Let us not sit around praying for a messiah,
And stand up ourselves to carry out that duty.
Let others be oblivious to humanity if they want.
Even if it's doomsday, sapling of service we'll plant.
