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“I chose to take the weight of the world on my shoulders, but you don't necessarily have to. If you can't take the weight of the world on your shoulders, take the weight of your nation - if you can't take the weight of your nation, take the weight of your city - if you can't take the weight of your city, take the weight of your neighborhood. Start small but start somewhere - take responsibility for the issues of your immediate vicinity if not the whole world, and the world will change, slowly but surely.”

“Run for service, not office. Chase change, not campaign victory. If you can't change the world without office, you definitely can't change it in office. Who am I? I am Abhijit Naskar, EAS - Earth Administrative Servant the First. Who's next - who is thunderful enough, to shoulder the world as living Atlas!”

“Visvabiotic (The Sonnet) Human is bandaid to human burn, Human is ointment to human yearn. Human is morning to human mourn, Human is cure born of human churn. Human is Altair to human Vega, Human is aloe to human vera. Human is pilgrim to human mecca, Human, Poly-B to social septicemia. There is no fancy heaven, only a good fervent human. There is no book of god, only a brave godly person. Human is piety to prejudice barbaric. To all inhuman hate, Human Visvabiotic.”

“World is My Brotherhood (Sonnet 1616) No neighborhood without brotherhood, No sainthood without martyrdom. Martyrdom doesn't mean dying in body, but to be lost in others' ascension. You're born with a human backbone, Don't let it be vilified by cowardice. Backbone responsible is backbone honored, Backbone responsible is antidote to malice. World is in your care, carry it with grace. No bigger disgrace than backbone bending! Find a cause that honors your human backbone, Humans can break, while animals bend for nothing. Stars-n-stripes, union jack, all trivial, for the world is my neighborhood. I got no brotherhood of cult or creed, for the world is my brotherhood.”

“Buddhas, Christs and Mevlanas don't live in caves, they walk amongst you. You know why? Because we cannot change the world from the sidelines. You may play the make believe of nonattachment all you want - and it may bring you personal comfort for the time being, but it doesn't alleviate human suffering from the world one bit. The enlightenment bit is a small part of the equation. How you live afterwards determines the true worth of that enlightenment. If your idea of enlightenment revolves around some prehistoric routine of sitting and chanting, or crouching and praying, then such enlightenment is no enlightenment, but derangement.”

“Citizen is The Leader (Sonnet) I have made a few amendments in my own canon, I don't mean going back and removing passages, as if they never existed, for that's deception, rather I point out my errors myself, so you know, I ain't infallible, on occasion I have been wrong. My main two mistakes were with America 'n soldiers, I looked upon both with respect in my early years, until it dawned on me, America is a terrorist state, and all soldiers are mere puppets to warmongers. All governments are a facade, all politicians are merely actors. In a civilized world citizen is the leader, obsolete is the profession of world leaders. In a civilized world I could spend my days writing mushy poetry, sparing the headache of human rights. But alas, that is not the case, hence, I'm restless, sleepless, vacationless, in kindling the human light.”

“The intellectual idiots don't understand anything simple, unless it is presented in their savage ism-istic fashion. That's why I coined the term "gentalist" in my last work - to refer to the individuals with an insurmountable concern for people over isms - over all sorts of sectarianism. To put it simply, a gentalist is just a plain human whose foremost priority is to be human, above all cultural, political, religious, intellectual and ideological barbarism. In fact, every gentalist is a human, but not every human is a gentalist.”

“Wanna lead the world? First learn about the world - get so lost in the struggles of each and every people of planet earth, that you forget where you came from altogether - get so lost in the struggles of the people of earth, that for the first time in life you start to breathe as a whole human being - get so lost, that for the first time you see the light of dawn not as a puny slave to puny borders, but as the civilized maker of a civilized world.”

“Final Human (The Sonnet) Only animal I'm afraid of is myself, When I'm scared, I lose control. I am the height of violence extreme, Kept tamed by conscience whole. I am the maker of all law and order, I decide what's right, what's wrong. I am a grenade waiting to go off, At the sight of humanity done wrong. To the helpless I'm humility incarnate, To the discriminated I'm love unbound. To all intolerance I am judgment day, To paranoid hate I'm piety paramount. If I don't bulldoze your castles of prejudice, Abhijit Vicdansaadet Naskar is not my name. Till the last ounce of hate is obliterated, The final human will emerge time and again.”

“Whenever morons 'n their yes men ruin harmony, whenever accountability is deemed as misdemeanor, embracing affliction, from the dust 'n dirt of soil 'n street, you the Milkyway Messiah is to rise as the sentient shield.”

“I am not just me, I am the voice of millions of my repressed sisters and brothers, who have been exploited, alienated and tyrannized by the entitled bullies of the world through centuries - whether I live long or not, so long as I live, I'll live for them - I'll live for them, I'll work for them, I'll die for them.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 8 Give me a spark of your nerves, I'll turn it into thunder strike. Give me a tremor of your lips, I'll turn it into landslide. Give me a teardrop of your eyes, I'll turn it into tsunami. Give me the sweat of your labor, I'll turn it into hydroelectricity. Give me a beat of your heart, I'll turn it into an earthquake. Give me a touch of your fingers, I'll turn it into society’s duct tape. Ingredients of reform are born of your veins. Renounce your apathy and reform will rain.”

“The Gentalist Sonnet I only ask one thing of my soldier – everything! Give up all, so that those with nothing receive life. What can I give to thee, except for this life of mine, Says the brave gentalist across all personal strife. Gente means people, and people are the music of life. Love the people, lift the people, people are the way. Not your people, not my people, it's all one people. Once you feel it in your bones, uplift is on its way. I don't believe in a messiah, I don't believe in a god, ‘Cause I’m far too accountable for my society, my world. Thus speaks the gentalist, burning with a sense of duty, Thus speaks the living aid, who ain’t no mythical lord. If a chunk of alum can purify a bucket of putrid water, Your heart can purify the world with its gentalist power.”

“Be Unrealistic (The Sonnet) Be unrealistic and work for a world, That the society considers nonsense. Once upon a time taming fire was unreal, Then arose a bunch of brave sentience. Today's madness is tomorrow's sanity, If we’re mad enough to stand solo on guard. Today's sacrifice is tomorrow's civilization, If we can give all without hoping reward. If only one person dies for the cause, A hundred people realize their humanity. I may die today in the line of duty, But the struggle continues through eternity. So let us be brave and go beyond reality. Let us be accountable and do the necessary.”

“We are the explorers of impossibility - we decide what is possible, not some tradition, constitution or factualization - not tradition, because traditions are habits of the past, and as such, are unqualified to dictate life of the present - not constitution, because that too is born of the past, and as such can never be taken as gospel - and not factualization, because a world run by facts alone may be suitable for the existence of cold, mechanical computers, but not warm and vulnerable human beings.”

“To hell with the crown jewels, to hell with Fort Knox! You have something a billion times more valuable than all the treasures in the world. It is your human life. Give it up - give it up without a second's thought - give it up for those who have their back against the wall – those who are exploited, abused and alienated every single moment of their life – those who are pushed, and pushed, and pushed, by the materialistic world until they have nowhere to go. Give it up all for them. Show the world what a real king, a real queen looks like. Sacrifice makes one king or queen, not bloodline.”

“Now on, the revolution and all the future revolutions must continue without resorting to violence. I am not talking about simply nonviolence, I am talking about having an actual and utter repulsiveness towards violence. This is the fundamental requirement of a civilized revolution.”