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“Combustion (Sonnet 1035) You only see the light of the sun, But not the combustion agony. You only see the act of creation, But not the pain of creativity. You only see the light of genius, But not the price of genius. You only see the flight of triumph, But not the tragedies one has to cross. You are replenished by the monsoon rain, You got no clue ‘bout the burden of the cloud. You only see the glamor of my victory, Not the heartbreaks I don't scream out loud. Everybody wants to shine, that is no glory. Only those with character can bear combustion agony.”

“English is my second language, My first language is love. Neuroscience is my second sense, My first sense is love. Theology is my second faith, My first faith is interfaith. Philosophy is my second nature, My first nature is to assimilate.”

“In Your Trust (The Sonnet) My soldiers don't smoke and drink, Though they may try them for experience. They don't look at another sexually, Without their wholehearted consent. I made myself the human, I want to see in the world. Touch my work only after, You've renounced being self-absorbed. I didn't annihilate my entire life, So that you may turn me into another cult. Never you use me to boost your ego, Or as an excuse for intellectual outburst. Do not be Naskar, be the Naskar 2.0. I leave my homeworld in trust of yours.”

“The more we humanize the society, the more we will become humans.”

“English is my second language, My first language is love. Neuroscience is my second sense, My first sense is love. Theology is my second faith, My first faith is interfaith. Philosophy is my second nature, My first nature is to assimilate. All labels are second labels, Our native label is human. All tradition is second tradition, Earth's native tradition is compassion.”

“Ben seni rahat etmeye gelmedim, Ben seni berbat etmeye geldim. I have come to destroy every last trace of the prehistoric you, so that a new human can usher into a new world - a kind world, a curious world, a human world.”

“First Language (The Sonnet) English is my second language, My first language is love. Neuroscience is my second sense, My first sense is love. Theology is my second faith, My first faith is interfaith. Philosophy is my second nature, My first nature is to assimilate. Analog is my second passion, My first passion is dialogue. Law is my second task, my first, Is taking beings out of the bog. All labels are second labels, Our native label is human. All tradition is second tradition, Earth's native tradition is compassion.”

“I am not here to garner popularity for myself. I am the Himalayas, and I am here to leave behind an insurmountable legacy of humanitarian material that floods the world with Everests by the hundreds.”

“Heaven’s Janitor (Sonnet 1024) Pick up a broom, not bombs, Wield a mop, not weapons of mass destruction. Sacred minds make sacred society, Peace comes when the very thought of arms causes repulsion. Heart is heaven, Heart holds the Qi. No magic, no myth, nothing supernatural, just a whole lot of humanity. Qi, Atman, Sentience, Corazon, All are but varied names of humanity. Put superstitions aside and you'll find, Just plain goodness is the supreme epitome. Mop all menacing inhumanity out of your heart. And society will be cleansed of all primeval dirt.”

“I am neither a believer, nor an atheist. Believers care about the existence of God, atheists care about the nonexistence of God. I care about neither. I only care about human existence. I only care about the uplift of human condition.”

“O my mighty sisters and brothers, forget not that the ideal of humanity is the search of truth. In this pursuit, countless souls have sacrificed themselves in the past. And in this pursuit, countless more shall need to sacrifice themselves.”

“Arise O lion-heart! Awake, O great soldier! Misery has come upon the world. It is wailing for help. It is wailing for redemption. Won’t you do anything, my friend!”

“Change yourself and you shall inspire two more people in your neighborhood, from them four more, and from them eight more and so on. Thus, a movement of change sparked by one person will spread across the world like wildfire.”

“My Planet, My Duty (Sonnet 2526) My sonnets, my rules - my science, my rules - my theology, my rules - my universe, my rules; my dream, my right - my failure, my fuel - my life, my ethics - my body, my choice; my divinity, my design - my truth, my decision - my society, my justice - my planet, my duty.”

“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!”

“The Naskar Anthem (Sonnet 2554-2555) Heir to no throne, no crown on my head, tearing up borderly lies, I burn as the lamp of aid. I hold no flag, yet I raise nations, I stand as rebel guard, humanizing inoculation. Rocking the world with sacred wonder, priming the souls with curing thunder, every sonnet is call against slumber, every line, a revolt against plunder. From the alleys of grief to the towers of pride, I am wounded, I walk with the wounded by my side. Not born to erase faith, but to rewrite it tolerant; suffering is the doorway, to the becoming of a saint. A pair of helping hands is holier than a million praying lips; I got no need for scripture, for I carry a heart that beats. I have no law, but life - I have no edict, but empathy. I have no creed, but conscience - I am the vow of mad inclusivity. Roads ignited with the voice of oneness, cannot be extinguished by clouds of hate. When the final regime has fallen to pieces, the drop of dew will still be incandescent.”