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“My Cosmic Soldiers (The Sonnet) Bloodline is of no consequence, We gotta pass on galvanizing ideas. I may quite easily die without heir, World is in care of my cosmic soldiers. My life is the best book I've written, Rest are just spoils of my pilgrimage. Embark as explorer transcending words, Service to the world is truest of homage. You may know me from the gifs, You may know me from my sonnets. Mere knowing counts for nothing, Sail the sea forgetting safety nets. My soldiers are my gift to cosmos, archaic narrowness is no match for them. I got martyred in the making of a life, to shine as beacon for generations to come.”

“Names Behind Naskar (Sonnet) The world often wonders about my influences, in doing so it often cooks up fake inspiration. So I write this little sonnet memoir, so you're aware of the crucial names in my ascension. There is no Naskar the neuroscientist, without, firstly Persinger, then Ramachandran; there is no Naskar the poet, without Mevlana. And among all your historic philosophers, only appealed to me Tolstoy and Aquinas. Then there are Ramanujan and Tesla, with whom I've identified deeply. And finally, to speak of my origin, there is no Naskar the mission, without Gadadhar Chatterjee. These are my most cherished beings, names that are never out of my mind. None of them were flawless, none my god, but they live rent free as part of my light.”

“Across the globe I am often referred to as "the Indian neuroscientist" or "the Indian Author", despite the fact that my work is practically nonexistent in India, statistically speaking. Considering that, 90% of my book sales come from US, UK and Canada, the rest 10% from Europe, Mexico, South America and Australia, and zero from India - for transparency and context purposes I'll tell to you one more time - Abhijit Naskar is an Earth Scientist - Abhijit Naskar is an Earth Poet - Abhijit Naskar is an Earth Philosopher. However, it's never about the sales, it's about the love. I only mention the demographics to put things in perspective. For example, there are many countries where people cannot afford to buy my books, since they are expensively exported from US and Europe, and yet, I receive far more love from these countries than the land I was born in. Philippines and Pakistan to name a few. As a matter of fact, hate wise speaking, Philippines is the only country so far, where I have not faced any hate and bigotry - which only goes to prove that, state of a currency does not reflect the broadness of heart. That's why, a substantial portion of my work is available freely on the internet. The point is - I am no more Indian, than I am a Yank or Canadian or Mexican or Turk or Swede or Pinoy or British or Brazilian or Egyptian or Aussie. Passport is just a glorified bus pass - nothing more. So, I repeat - I am an Earth Scientist - remember that. Nationalization of Naskar is desecration of Naskar.”

“None of our ancestors gave us any particular reason to be proud of them. Except for a rare few, they were all morons and they built of a world of moronity. That is more reason for us to be the first civilized ancestors to our descendants who are just born or yet to be born.”

“Faith is A Private Pill (Sonnet) Faith is a private pill, not public law; belief is a personal mechanism, not a mandate. I am not a religious figure, but a human one; only gospel I offer is the gospel of tolerance. I stand not to dehumanize, but to dedogmatize, yet to entitled bigots it always feels dehumanizing. In my world, science is philosophy is theology is poetry, beyond the grasp of your fractured compartmentalizing. Ivory tower of belief and ivory tower of logic, are both equally antithetical to life's delicacies. We gotta bring belief down from the sky into the soil, and logic down from the tower onto the streets. Live deeply, love madly, indulge moderately; remember, vengeance is not power, but paralysis. Love is not an emotion, love is existence; tolerance is not a faculty, it's consciousness.”

“Some people need God, others don't feel the need for it, for whatever reason. But the fact of the matter is, even those who do not believe in God, occasionally end up talking to some sort of fictitious figure, such as a loved one who has passed away. And what's wrong with that? Personal fiction is a psychological necessity of the individual – hence, a right - why can't we simply accept it as such! Why do we have to diss another person for not believing in the same kind of fiction that we believe in! It is time we become an aid to each other's light, not an impediment.”

“Only Bow to Love (Sonnet 1360) I don't bow to truth, Truth is my toy. I don't bow to science, Science is my toy. I don't bow to law, Law is my slave. I don't bow to wealth, All wealth end in ashes. I don't bow to no constitution, I pen constitutions in my sleep. No holy writ is my authority, I pour out holiness on a daily basis. I am love, I only bow to love. Till I sleep, everyday I fall anew. Facts, faith, law, go get in line. When I see fit, I'll call you.”

“Your Struggle is My Struggle (The Sonnet) Your struggle is my struggle, ‘Cause my heaven is in your smile. Your trouble is my trouble, Without you by my side all victory is vile. My life is only life when you are in it, For a life without love is but death in disguise. Without you my achievements mean nothing, ‘Cause you’re the sweetness of all my flight. You are the light of my eyes, Without you I am but a ship without compass. You are the strength coursing through my veins, Without you I turn into worthless abscess. You are my sky, my land and my ocean. The breath of my life is you and my salvation.”

“Human kneels to no ICE or SS (Sonnet 2200) Human bows to no flag or crown, human claims no jeweled throne - rejoicing in ruin of reputation, human stands unbent and alone. Bound to no creed or clan, human kneels before no stone - every place where hate looms, human sings in flesh and bone. Human kneels to no ICE or SS, human fears no dictatorial decree - where chains are sold as holy relic, human comes alive, roaring to be free. Human walks not in luxury suits, but in dusty rags of the street - human feasts with homeless folks, and dies happy at their feet.”

“Someone said to me the other day 'you should have some fun in life, instead of just working all the time'. I replied to the person 'you may have the luxury to have fun, but I can't even dream of having fun while my own humanity is tormented with countless forms of misery.”

“People Vs Supreme Court (The Sonnet) When the Supreme Court behaves prehistoric, Every human must become an activist. When the gatekeepers of law behave barbarian, Every civilian must come down to the street. When people are stripped off their basic rights, By some bigoted and shortsighted gargoyles. We the people must take back the reins, And put the politicians in their rightful place. We need no guns and grenades, we need no ammo, Unarmed and unbent we stand against savagery. Till every woman obtains their right to choice, None of us will sit quiet in compliant apathy. Every time the cradle of justice becomes criminal, It falls upon us civilians to be justice incorruptible.”

“Failing to be American (The Sonnet) I've tried to rekindle the American sentiment of my early days of writing, but in vain. Once you wake up to the vastness of the world, it is impossible to revert to the tribal lane. I broke into the world scene as a westerner but, Naskar the American writer exists no longer. Today Naskar is but an Earth philosopher, There is only Naskar the Earth reformer. In the early years when I wrote on America, I used to write as an American writer. Today when I write on any nation, I write as an Earth writer. The whole world is my diary, I am the world's destiny. Try as they might to maintain prejudice, I am the line between humanity and nationality.”

“Quite often I lose count of my works, Yet I've never had a fancy book launch. I write in silence, I release in silence, I have no relation to praise and applause. I am the peak of humanitarian literature, All without an ounce of support or award. I am not a writer, I am world reformer, My first concern is an integrated world.”

“Miracle and Migraine (Sonnet 1370) Words are my leisure, Words are my life. Words are my gift to thee, Use 'em wisely for light. Kind words cost us nothing, Cruel words will cost us all. Faith in people costs us nothing, Systemic mistrust will end us all. It is common knowledge in the circle, I don't control words, I get visions. However, every miracle takes its toll, Hence, the migraines are getting worse. I don't mind, so long as I am ointment. You keep the magic, I'll keep the pain.”

“I am not a poetry factory, I am humanitarian poetry factory, I'm not what's normally called poetry, I'm a new paradigm of inoculating poetry. I am inoculation against hate, I am inoculation against rigidity. In a world infested with etymologies, I am living testament to impossible inclusivity.”