Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "fanatic"

On the 1st day of Ramadan I say to thee,
celebration of Ramadan is celebration of rahmat.
On the 2nd day of Ramadan I say to thee,
the greatest iftar is to lift up another.

On the 3rd day of Ramadan I say to thee,
kindness makes moments holy, not date and time.
On the 4th day I say to thee, till we renounce
apathy, refusing 'interest' counts for nothing.

On the 5th day of Ramadan I say to thee,
helping a human is worth a hundred Hajj.
On the 6th day of Ramadan I say to thee,
service to humanity is service to Allah/God.

On 7th I say, true mercy waits for no month.
On 8th I say, mercy exclusive to month is fake mercy.
9. There is nothing uglier than happiness hoarded.
10. Light shared, is amplified, when hoarded, it's lost.
11. Breaking fast while the world starves, is no holy.

12. Dua without deeds is dua (prayer) of the dead.
13. Only kafir is the one who lacks kindness.
14. Real divinity knows no distinction of faith.
15. The opposite of sacredness is prejudice.

16. Heart is the first and final mosque.
17. Heart set on prejudice tantamount to Quran set on fire.
18. Abandon fundamentalism, and adopt tolerance.
19. What's fanatic is dead, what's tolerant is alive.
20. Tolerance is the awakening of divine desire.

21. Condemn none, convert none, for all are equal.
22. All streams spring from the human heart.
23. Reflections though vary, the sun is the same.
24. Tolerate no more bigotry to poison the world.

25. Surpass all fear, and share a date.
26. Date shared is bloodshed spared.
27. Dogma deserted is harmony harvested.
28. Ramadan is the end of fear and hatred.

On the eve of Eid, I bear reminder - for one
who lives with kindness, everyday is Ramadan.
On Eid al-Fitr, I stand as a promise -
in celebrating each other we rise human.

No borrowed make-believe,
no quicksand of cowardice –
superstition fading from bones,
as we rise above the prejudice.

No faith is faith supreme,
feeding on tears of persecution –
no culture wears the high crown,
each corazon chariots illumination.

Every faith, culture and tradition, has
created minds of most exalted character –
no geography holds exclusive franchise
over greatness, to be infallibly superior.

Belong to the moment, belong to each other,
past the lingering lure of a toxic heaven.
Wake up to Iftar-e Insaniyat – the First Supper,
love be our cosmic chord, tolerance, our hymn.

Some faces, some names, some ideas,
instantly ruin a bigot’s day.
I’m flattered, that the very thought of me
stings like antiseptic on fanatic skin.

I’m flattered to belong to a race,
that causes heartburn to the heartless.
I’m flattered to belong to a religion,
that causes brain-damage to the brainless.

What is my race, you ask –
what is my religion!
That is indeed a fair question,
yet palpable, the answer is not!

A race rooted in rights not ritual,
I belong to the Race called Human.
A faith centered on people not doctrine,
I belong to the Order of Integration.

Mirage mistaken as message,
when ethnic cleansing feels enlightened,
Sinai becomes septic,
Bethlehem becomes Bedlam.

Dogma decreed as divine,
when superstition feels highly sacred,
Vrindavan becomes a garbage dump,
Ayodhya becomes capital of savages.

When another’s belief is delusion,
but our belief is religion,
Mecca becomes a pilgrimage of maniacs,
Damascus becomes ulcer to civilization.

The confidence of ignorance is always
louder than the confidence of knowledge.
Truth raises more questions than answers,
whereas lies are snugly, sure and doubtless.