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“Miracle Human (The Sonnet) Turning water into wine is no miracle, It just means you are high on something. Real miracle is to share your last drop, With someone who is suffering. To heal and to help are the highest miracle, Even if it requires the self to be sacrificed. A mortal who bears agony for others, Is the real miracle personified. So wake up and work O Miracle Human, Rush to the helpless as monsoon rain. Cast yourself at the feet of the forgotten, There is nothing more noble and humane. Prayers don't work for there's no merciful almighty. Answer to all prayers is a human practicing humanity.”

“Only you have the power in your molecules to rearrange the molecules of the societal fabric - you the individual - you the one whole being - a being of conscience, a being of compassion and a being of character. If every city in the world had only ten such beings, all wounds on the fabric of society would get healed, sooner than you can imagine and with much less political fuss than you can imagine.”

“Missing God Complex (The Sonnet) Usually I write and release one book a month, But World War Human took me several months. An accident turned the world upside down for my family - the fearless legend was briefly lost. When I wrote, how does the bird come and go, I had no inkling that it'd come true in a couple of months. I felt the helplessness of my pathless dropout years, For the first time in over a decade I felt defeatist. Month-long grovelling to doctors left me suffering with inferiority complex, wallowing in self-pity. For a brief while I was actually rendered useless, I honestly lost my link with the rest of humanity. So I did what I hadn't done in a long time, I reverted back to my origin of mission. In his memory I reawakened to my promise, I got reignited with my natural divine vision. Finally I reclaimed my innate God complex, the usual invincibility to outside influence. I returned to life galvanized a thousand folds, Tragedy does nothing but amply my omnipotence.”

“Be a living electronic circuit. Practice resistance where needed, like a resistor. Preserve energy where needed, like a capacitor. Direct energy where needed, like a diode. And above all, be driven by a purpose, like an IC.”

“Naskar it! (Sonnet 2855-2857) At birth they tag you with a flag, a script to follow, a tribe to brag - tell you to fit in, don't ask too much, keep your fire, but never touch. Unfurl your fiber, and refuse the script, don't make pilgrimage out of jungle myths. Break the narrative, you break the spell - end of nationalism is end of the animal. If the world's on autopilot, interrupt it! If the truth feels dangerous, then conduct it! If compassion seems radical, then ignite it! When justice calls your name, answer it! Don't just think it, Naskar it! Don't believe it, Naskar it! Question everything they permit, if it's not human, don't submit! Abolish the silence, and Naskar it! Stand your ground, and Naskar it! Love your neighbor before your leader - don't just talk it, Naskar it! No book on earth can claim your mind, no single truth defines humankind - no crown, no creed, no sacred shrine outweighs a heart that dares to shine. Take your doubts and carve the key, unlock the cage of them and we. You're more than cattle and veggie, you are Your own Holiness and Majesty! Don't assume it, Naskar it! Don't preach it, Naskar it! Every truth they counterfeit, confront it, expose it, Naskar it! Shoulder the world, and Naskar it! Walk the oneness, and Naskar it! Human first, that's all there is - no exception, go Naskar it! Every wall they built on prejudice, tear it down, and dance on it! It's not a noun, it's a verb - it's what you do, now Naskar it!”

“Prototype Human (Sonnet 2249) The pen is my paradise, the pen is my grave. Everybody has all the answers, I seem to have only questions. Good thing, I don't know how to write, methods are obstacle to my madness. I'm vast enough to contain the world, asylum pills don't work on pilgrim brains. My pen never runs out of ink, because the pen is an extension of my anatomy. Madness is the first sign of sanity, oneness is the seed of infinity. Stereotypes are sanity of the jungle, prejudice is sacred in the animal kingdom. Flags are the poison, cosmos is (my) kin - I am no stereotype, I am the Prototype Human.”

“Arise, O Atlas (Sonnet 1100) Vakna, Stå upp, o Modige Atlas! Ta världen på din axel, Förkasta allt som är ojust. Awake, Arise, O Atlas Supreme, Take the world on your shoulder. Denounce all roots of hate and hurt, Wielding your humanitarian viking thunder. I don't write for creatures of gutter, I write for those craving for open skies. If you can give up your golden fancies, I'll give you a world beyond the lies. Despierta, levántate, oh loco amante! El mundo entero está a tu cuidado. Give up your aphrodisiac of wild ancestry, Somos humanos cuando nos descubrimos en cada humano.”

“Love is our nationality, not land. Compassion is our religion, not creed. Conscience is our byword, not constitution. Heil Hitler, God save the king, Vande Mataram, Patria o Muerte - it's all the same - a declaration of tribal glory, with no concern for the rest of humanity. Such archaic attitude suits a bronze-age society, not a civilized one. It's time for Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam (world is family), not Vande Mataram (hail the motherland) - it's time for Mundo y Vida (world and life), not Patria o Muerte (homeland or death) - it's time for Humans save Humanity, not God save the king.”

“Two Naskars (Sonnet 1541) There's not one but two Naskars, one humanitarian, the other sufi - both rooted in a hatebusting blend of reason and warmth, humanizing humanity. The humanitarian sets fire to the blood, the sufi makes ointment out of wounds. Though the sufi came after the humanitarian, it has only magnified the reformer's boon. Along the journey of a humanitarian, the sufi emerges from his soulful sea. Cutting ties with all cave-age customs, oneness is actualized in mindful diversity.”

“One Mission, Many Vessels (The Sonnet, 1313) One thunder, visions plenty. One mission, vessels plenty. One source, seekers plenty. One fate, fervors plenty. From dust we're born, In dust we're gone. Cashes to ashes, Bitcoins in trashes, Division is nefarious, Unity is dawn. The day the billions of people of earth are valued more than the billionaires, that day you shall be human being, that day you are king and queen. Naskar doesn't have flag or nation, My flag is world flag - my nation, world nation. Call me poet, scientist or humanitarian, Naskar is the spirit of world integration.”

“Sonnet 1152 In Korea, I am Ingan - In Turkiye, I am Insan. In Latam, Soy Humano - In North America, I'm Human. In hindi, I am Khichdi*, A *hodge-podge of cultures, Few have the mind to stomach, while tribals feel perturbed. Life is love, love is life - all other existence is null and void. World is love, love is the world - all other paradigm is poison voyage.”