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Amantes Assemble: 100 Sonnets of Servant Sultans

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 19 quotes · Diversity And Inclusion, Service Of Humanity, Human Rights Activist

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“I Am Idiot (The Sonnet) I am not as stupid as you think, I am far more stupid than that. My stupidity is beyond the grasp of, All puny dreams of heaven and earth. You have no idea how stupid I am, To have an idea is to join the club. What do the calculating snobs know, Of the logic-defying madness of love! The opposite of stupidity is narcissism, I am the stupid beyond all such stupidity. Where animals sell selfishness as sanity, I am drunk, I am dumb, I am but humanity. Better be a human and considered an idiot, Than be a moron and worshipped as sage.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 80 Why do we take breath, Is it to stay alive! Why do we eat bread, Is it to stay alive! Why do we drink water, Is it to stay alive! Why do we take naps, Is it to stay alive! Why do we look to mate, Is it to stay alive! Why do we have me time, Is it to stay alive! These just keep the body alive, nothing else. The mind is alive when it lives beyond the self.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 9 The world doesn't need more avengers, but amantes. Hear me well, my brave amantes, it's time to assemble! More than Captain America we need Amelia Earhart, More than Madame Web we need Madame Curie-like rebel. Scrutinize all tradition with a fresh set of eyes, Rebel against dogma, and stand up to discrimination. Beliefs and doctrines surely have their place, But none of it is above scrutiny of the new generation. Each generation is to write their new set of laws, Learning from the triumphs and downfalls of yesterday. You just remember, that all roads lead to people, And life that doesn't lift people is life gone astray. Ayudar a la gente es la salvación de la mente. Elevación de la gente es la elevación de la mente.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 82 I am a soldier, I am a reformer. What will I do with a long life! If you wanna bless me with something, Bless me, O Nature, with courage to die with smile. Life and death are civilian affair. A reformer works each day with coffin in pocket. There'll be no life for any of the civilians, If the reformer slips into drunken enjoyment. A reformer doesn't know what is a hangover, Because a reformer is never sober. Drunkenness of booze wears off in a day, Drunkenness of sacrifice lasts through millennia. The selfish drink to seek escape. The reformer is too free to need such cheap help.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 63 Love is a lamp, That the sane cannot light. Peace is poetry, That the sober cannot write. Growth is green, That the greedy cannot plant. Insight is a state, That the pompous cannot land. Society is a cup of tea, That the selfish cannot make. World is a responsibility, That the animals cannot take. However, it's okay if the world feels too heavy. Start by taking your neighborhood's responsibility.”

“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.”

“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.”

“Seclusion Won’t Do (The Sonnet) Each of you must turn into a sufi saint, Each of you must turn into a latin lover. Each of you must turn into a shaolin monk, Each of you must turn into a bengal tiger. It won't do to seclude yourself in a monastery, It won't do to seclude yourself behind a desk. The monk must come down to the streets of life, The scholar must till the soil with their sweat. Service of humanity is the fulfillment of divinity, Service of humanity is the right use of intellect. Occasional seclusion is good, to charge up the mind, But life-long seclusion from society is sheer waste. Enlightenment that doesn't eliminate separation is no enlightenment. Intelligence that doesn't elevate the collective is no intelligence.”

“World Administrative Service (The Sonnet) Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Don't stop till you reach your goal! Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Don't stop till your dreams are whole! Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Don't stop till there is no injustice. Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Don't stop till the world is in peace. Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Do not stop till love is the only way. Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers, Don't stop till all prejudice is thrown away. Civilization is born when all our sentience converge. Puny minds make puny-verse, uni-minds make universe.”

“Servant Scientist (The Sonnet) No academician lent me a hand, No industry gave an ounce of backup. If I am what I am today, it's because, I was too stubborn to give up. Hence I can say without hesitation, My legacy is built only by me, Not an industry, not a benefactor, And definitely not some university. I come from the working class, With neither education nor wealth. Hence, my priority is always people, Not comfort, nor intellect, nor gelt. The name is Naskar, I'm a Servant Scientist, Painkiller to people, pesticide to prejudice.”