Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "mindful-living"

The purpose of science is its correction,
The purpose of religion is its extinction.
The purpose of art is purposeful reflection,
The purpose of a human is self-annihilation.
The purpose of hands is to unfold in help,
The purpose of heart is to be a shelter.
The purpose of feet is to walk forward,
The purpose of eyes is to enhance insight.
Purpose is the antithesis of imprisonment,
Life is the antithesis of indoctrination.
Hands aren’t meant to be used for hogging,
Heart is the antithesis of division.
All purpose must be an aid to the uplift of humanity.
If it is impediment, it ain’t no purpose, but inhumanity.

Declutter is the sensible way forward,
So I moved from Windows to Chrome OS.
Less cluttered in mind and machine,
More you shall find the peaceful pace.

Note that I didn’t make a mention of iOS,
even though it bears an element of declutter.
Declutter monetized at a ridiculous price tag,
is worse than the most cockeyed clutter.

Declutter and Undisparity, these are
the lifeblood of sustainability.
And there can be no sustainability,
so long as there are vanity and luxury.

Intoxicated by the clutter of luxury,
World chases happiness with no avail.
Health and happiness will come chasing,
Once you learn to live humble and simple.

When you are humble and simple, the entire world knocks on your door to bask in your light. But when you are too full of yourself, one after another you’ll keep losing life’s most priceless treasures – those that really matter.

अहं ब्रह्माण्डस्मि।
意識は宇宙です。
의식은 우주다.
Eres conciencia, eres el cosmos.
Gönül görmezse göz de görmez.

To put all this plainly – consciousness contains the cosmos. Once you feel this in your heart, all the answers, all the solutions, all the light will boldly pour out of your nerves and veins like monsoon rain.

But one thing you must remember –
what the heart doesn’t feel,
the eyes cannot see.
And there is no greater obstacle
to vision than rigidity.

Live by body,
Die by body.
Live by mind,
Never die.

Death comes but once,
Life comes every day.
Now tell me what’s braver,
Spirit of life or fear of death!

There is no afterlife,
because there is no after,
there is only life now.
To live life conquering fear,
is the ultimate divine vow.

I don’t do Netflix,
I don’t binge for adrenaline.
I find it far more soothing to
listen to old BBC radio shows
while I do my writing.

Happiness is not a matter of exhilaration,
Happiness is a matter of moderation.
Just because all the monkeys are partying,
doesn’t mean you gotta give submission.

So I say, get your priorities straight,
Happiness will take care of itself.
If you don’t know to draw your own lines,
That’s not freedom, but apish descent.

I don’t scroll till I pass out,
I don’t drink till I feel sick.
Happiness means happy-in-less,
Trends don’t bring you peace.

“Joy of Conscience (The Sonnet)

Consciousness brings joy,
Consciousness brings relief.
It's a different kind of joy,
sanctified by bouts of grievance.

Consciousness causes content,
unsurpassed by material excitement.
Only through conscientious moderation,
shall we overcome shallow disturbance.

Materials are needed for sustenance,
beyond that point it becomes poison.
Cluttering the mind with toxic waste,
it separates the human from human.

Consciousness brings joy,
untainted by shallow glee.
Surrounded by compromised ritual,
consciousness alone can set us free.”

“Radość Sumienia (Sonet)

I'm happy,
I'm happy.
Moje życie nie jest moje,
Służba jest zbawiieniem.

Służba is zbawieniem,
Radość tkwi w byciu razem.
Pomaganie to ludzkość,
Egoizm is przekleństwem.

Moją walkedą jedność,
Moje Światło jest niepodzielne.
Most of the time it is integrated, it is
important to know that it is not possible.

When the problem arises,
it may be degraded.”

Write till you drop dead,
that’s my motto of writing.
I don’t do promotions,
have never done book signings.

In fact, once I release a work,
I forget and move on to the next.
In an industry driven by book sales,
My principle is, publish and forget.

I never remember how much I have written,
though the vastness is staggering to many.
All I can think of, how much I have to write,
before I drift into the slumber of non-entity.

At birth we become elements to entity,
upon death the entity reverts to elements.
Make sure to make your trip mean something,
more reason to transcend foolish containments.

Life is just three days –
yesterday, today, tomorrow;
yesterday is gone,
tomorrow may not come,
all we have is today –
so in actuality,
life is just one day, today –
rest is either memory or imagination.

Do good, don’t delegate.
Go vital, not viral.
Dare the deed, not drama.
Be the specimen, not a spectacle.

Speak truth, not trends.
Carve meaning, not metrics.
Plant roots, not rumors.
Foster oneness, not optics.

Lend a hand, not hashtag.
Trigger action, not attention.
Stir up lives, not likes.
Be the change, not the caption.

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.