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“Mark my words, I will be gone, but my ideas will continue to create hundreds of Subhas Chandra Boses and Martin Luther Kings in every neighborhood of this world, from the alleys of New York to the streets of Nairobi, from the beaches of Miami to the banks of Kanyakumari, from the sidewalks of Ankara to the foothills of Alaska.”

“You may come or not to walk beside me, I won't stand still in silence while the oceans burn and the sun turns dark - I will either right the wrongs or perish in the attempt - and even if I burn to ashes in trying to humanize my surroundings, those ashes of mine will still smoke inclusion, equality and humaneness - I am not born a human to crawl as an indifferent vermin, I am born a human to embrace death for the values, the principles, the virtues that ought to be the foundation of human civilization - I am sleepless and I will stay sleepless till all the children of earth can sleep in peace with a full stomach and a happy heart, without worrying about guns and bombs, without worrying about prejudice and phobia, without worrying about discrimination and deportation - I will stay sleepless till the whole world becomes a family, not in theory, not in philosophy, not in argument, not even in futuristic vision, but in reality and practice.”

“It's time to be a hero, instead of holding out for one. The good people of history are all gone - MLK, Lincoln, Parks, Tolstoy, Teresa, Madiba and many more - all are gone, now it's time for us to be the new good people. We must be the new people - a new people with a new vision - a new people with a new perception - a new people with a rejuvenated and determined desire for equality, inclusion and assimilation - a new people bearing the torch of a new world, where religion is the people, philosophy is the people, salvation is the people.”

“A lot of people will see you as enemy because of your conviction of inclusion and equality, but do not move an inch from your conviction, especially when the very fate of humanity is predicated on that conviction of yours. Let me tell you a story which my father used to tell me when I was a kid. There was once a reformer in Bengal, the place I was born in. One evening he was walking by the river with a friend of his. Suddenly someone at a distance started shouting at him using curse words. The friend asked - why is the man cursing you, aren’t you going to say anything? The reformer replied, let them shout, it only means that perhaps I am actually bringing some change in the society.”

“You should be more disgusted at Churchill and Columbus than Hitler, the fact that you are not, shows how ludicrously little you're aware of humanitarian disasters. Palestine is the new Poland, yet hypocrites only shout for Ukraine. Tears must fit liberty's narrative, if not, they're thrusted terrorist blame. Mein Kampf ist nicht vorbei, bis alle frei sind, Surrender not to the narrative of fake freedom. Greatest freedom is freedom from selfishness, a capacity mastered only by the living human.”

“Way of The Slipper (Bug-Repellent Sonnet) This prehistoric world has an instinctual affinity to black and white, binary concepts. Justice is too grand an exercise to be contained by the binary nonsense of violence and nonviolence. Bullets are an act of violence, silence is an act of bookish nonviolence – but there is a third option – the way of the slipper. Slippers are more effective in fighting bugs, than bullets - slippers strip the bugs of power, while bullets make them martyr. With all your slippers combined, the mightiest of tyrant is bound to fall, be it a state head, court judge or copper, or oligarchs rendering democracy into jungle. When people blow their top, billionaires become bum, and presidents turn tramp. Fetch the household bug-repellent from under your feet, and treat the corrupt and bigoted like your offspring gone bad.”

“Why isn't it justified to resort to violence in the course of justice? It's because if you resort to violence for your conviction of humanity, then nothing stops the inhumans to resort to violence for their conviction. Hence nothing changes. We must change the very notion that it is okay to resort to violence if we want to change the society. What's need is a desire for reform founded entirely on the premise of peace.”

“Peygamber Undercover (Sonnet of Accountability) Everywhere I look, there's apocalypse! Everywhere I look, there's inhumanity! We have slept like a log long enough! It's time for the human to embody humanity! Still if you ask out of fear and insecurity, What can you one person do to bring change! Mark my words, if you are really determined, You could part the ocean with sheer intent. You have the power to turn this ailing world, Into a world of laughter and loveliness. The question is, are you a responsible human, Or just another crummy vessel of recklessness? Whatever the trouble may be, you are the answer. In this difficult time, you are peygamber undercover.”

“The I-less Continuum (Sonnet 2456) When a 3 pound brain drops on a bigot in its complete vastness, bigotry don't just blush, it's blasted to ashes. When a 10 ounce heart drops on a racist in its complete wholeness, the very idea of race is blown out of existence. Neurons are the prophets of reality, consciousness is the scripture. I don't see the turn of the universe, I cause the universe to turn. Beyond culture, religion and nation, there's my homeland called human - beyond faith, intellect, reason and ritual, existence blooms in I-less continuum.”

“War is the status quo, Peace is a political woe. Up the creek without a paddle, Better not rock those in the saddle, Lest you are branded a stately foe! If you still got the backbone, To tell right from the wrong. Grab the keys from savages, Trash all prehistoric baggages! Past tradition, stand just and strong.”

“You think conducting a bunch of phony peace conferences, completely disconnected from the soil, will solve everything! It won't! You know why? Because make-believe peacemaking is not the same as backbreaking peacemaking. To treat the pangs of this planet each civilian must stand up as peacemaker in their everyday life - each civilian must stand up as reformer - and not just any reformer. To reform this pest-infested planet only reformer won't do, what's needed is rowdy reformer. Rowdy Reformers by the hundreds, Rowdy Reformers by the thousands, that's what this world needs - not some backboneless, book-babbling intellectuals playing pretend peace with pretend intellect.”

“Immigrant American (Sonnet 2847-2850) With bold new dreams we crossed the sea, escaping chains, seeking liberty - but the land we found had living roots, ancient voices we chose to mute. We called ourselves the civilized, while truth was buried falsified - we took the land, we drew the lines, and called it an act of grand design. But history whispers through the ground, in every stolen, silenced sound - if liberty is what we claim, then justice must ignite our vein. Say, can you see the truth we hide, behind the stars, behind the pride - a banner bright yet shadows cast, by wounds we've carried from the past! If freedom is judged by how we treat the ones trodden beneath our feet, then we are far from brave and free, we are what we refuse to see. No dawn will break, no future grow, if hate is the seed we choose to sow - before we praise, before we claim, we must unlearn the roots of shame. If migrants aren't American, then neither is Lady Liberty - she too arrived from distant lands, yet stands as hope for all to see. This soil was shaped by wandering souls, by broken dreams aiming to be whole - a nation thrives not by its walls, but by how wide it opens doors. America is not the best, America is the test we face - not supremacy, not perfection, but courage born of self-correction. Not red or blue, not black or white, but every shade holds the human light - no stars for hate, no stripes for fear, let human hearts be what we wear. Sing, o sing, not of empty glory - write anew a human story. No more flags soaked in denial, no more pride that breeds exile. Rise, o rise, from myth to task - dare the truth now, face the facts. Not land of the free in word alone, make humanity our only throne. Here, you take the Naskar Pen, now go lead with the Dream of the King - from fractured past to conscious dawn, a human nation will sure be born.”

“Homing Pigeon (Sonnet 2311) I'm a homing pigeon, and I'm homing in on integration - and since there is no such thing, I'm building my homeworld person by person. I'll never force you to be inclusive, if you do harm, I'll restrain you, but I'll never resort to weapons - moreover, I'll never kill for inclusion, I'll simply beg, on my knees, I'll beg till I drop dead - because I have nothing to lose, no reputation, no image, no class - either love outlasts hate or extinction outruns evolution.”