Naskarism Quotes

“Colonizer of A Different Kind
(The Sonnet)

Only the shape of colonialism
has changed, not the nature.
Tendencies are just as filthy,
rightful heir to animal disaster.

I too am a colonizer,
but of a different kind.
I colonize no home by force,
with words I colonize minds.

Humanitarianism is civilized colonialism -
simpler still, humanitarianism is civilization.
That's the contagion my literature carries,
through my proses and sonnetic revelation.

First thousand were an accident,
Second thousand, a promise.
Answer to traditional animosity,
Antidote to doting prejudice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Little Planet on The Prairie: Dunya Benim, Sorumluluk Benim

“Sonnets to Write Before I Sleep
(The Sonnet)

When I finished my first 1000 sonnets,
I felt, now I shall take it slow.
But now at the finishing of second 1000,
I feel, I gotta write thousands more!

The first thousand took me four years,
the second thousand took me two years,
all without an ounce of industry support,
I am the sole maker of my literary empire.

Sonnets are my vessel of reason,
Sonnets are my bearer of justice.
Sonnets are my medium of divinity,
I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice.

Proof of poetry is in the spirit,
Proof of justice is among the just.
Worlds to unite before I sleep,
Proof of life is in standing guard.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Sonnets are my vessel of reason,
Sonnets are my bearer of justice.
Sonnets are my medium of divinity,
I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“When I finished my first 1000 sonnets,
I felt, now I shall take it slow.
But now at the finishing of second 1000,
I feel, I gotta write thousands more!

Sonnets are my vessel of reason,
Sonnets are my bearer of justice.
Sonnets are my medium of divinity,
I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Sonnets to write before I sleep.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Proof of poetry is in the spirit,
Proof of justice is among the just.
Worlds to unite before I sleep,
Proof of life is in standing guard.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Proof of poetry is in the spirit.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Neither mystical nor intellectual, if you must be, be a humanitarian nut.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Sonnets to write before I sleep,
Sciences to humanize before I sleep.
Holiness to naturalize before I sleep,
Rights to initiate before I sleep.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“Naskar is an act of oneness,
not cleverness or creed.
Beyond the narrow lanes of habit,
one day you and I shall meet.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“My prose are call of the immeasurable,
My poetry are melody of the immeasurable.
My life is legacy of the immeasurable,
My sonnets are proof of the immeasurable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Humanitarian Dictator

“First thousand were an accident,
Second thousand, a promise.
Answer to traditional animosity,
Antidote to doting prejudice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Little Planet on The Prairie: Dunya Benim, Sorumluluk Benim

“Every generation needs a Naskar, and the Naskar of your generation is you.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“Naskar, The Origin Story
(Sonnet 1999)

Naren, Subhas, Abhijit,
three vessels, one spirit.
All three spring from paramhansa,
in paramhansa we three perish.

One mission, three vessels -
one teacher, three students.
Erase the one teacher, and
you erase our driving promise.

Before the scientist emerged poet,
he was but a wandering monk -
born nirvikalpa from sahasrara Gadadhar -
Naren, Subhas, Abhijit, are not three but one.

Awake, arise, adopt the world!
Give me brains, and give me heart.
Whenever fear and fanaticism take hold,
from amongst you will rise a Naskar.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“I don't write sonnets, I rewrite society with my sonnets.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

“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.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“Accessibility is Humanity (Sonnet)

I wanted my mind to be accessible to everyone,
so I started translating my core ideas into as
many languages as I can phonetically make sense.
I wanted to be visible further beyond the eyes,
so, lacking braille, I started recording my voice.

I have a scientist brain, sufi heart, and a monk
spirit - I don't need to outsource any faculty.
I am capable, I am incorruptible, I am alive -
I need no one's charity to uphold my humanity.

No backing, only backbone.
No benefactor, only brain power.
No industry, only integrity.
No contract, only character.

Exclusivity breeds jungle, inclusivity makes society.
Vip access is for animals, accessibility is humanity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

“To understand me, you have to listen as a human, not as believer or nonbeliever, but as human.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

“I Am The Naskar (Sonnet 2100)

I am the Naskar,
and I bridge people.

Unlike religious salesmen,
I don't offer you a promised land -
because there is nothing to promise,
that land of love and life already exists -

it exists in your neurons - all you need to do is,
bring down the walls that keep you foreign,
all you need to do is, denounce the pills
that keep you alien in your own home.

And when I've drawn all my mortal breaths,
I'll take leave with one final declaration -
let there be gods - not one, not three,
but billions upon billions -

let each human be a god unto themselves -
without fear, without prejudice -
without superstition, without cynicism -
let each mind rise triumphant over malice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

“When Calls The Kainat (Sonnet)

No matter how many years go by,
how many decades, how many centuries,
there'll always be some people who'd
call me a fraud - don't be upset,

don't hold a grudge - nothing good
ever comes out of bearing grudge,
just let them be - let them be and
let them go, because I forgive them.

Let them hate their head off,
seeds of heart are already planted.
Apes throw tantrum when they are insecure,
pursuit of delusion soothes the vegetated.

When calls the Kainat*, chatter of
monkeys turn faint echoes from the past.
*Cosmos chimes in my chambers of heart -
veritas est pons, pons est veritas.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“No matter how many years go by, how many decades, how many centuries, there'll always be some people who'd call me a fraud - don't be upset, don't hold a grudge - nothing good ever comes out of bearing grudge, just let them be - let them be and let them go, because I forgive them.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“I don't follow humanism, humanism follows me.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience

“The book covers are a crucial part of my work - personally speaking. Particularly because, I cannot write a single word of a book unless I feel the entire book in the cover. That's why, once the title of a book sends thunder down my spine, and the cover image flashes before my eyes, I immediately get cracking with the cover. And once I have the title and the cover image, words and ideas just keep pouring.

In the early days I used to make my own covers, because I could not afford to hire professional help. Today I still make my own covers, because no designer can bring out the distinct feel of Naskarean ideas through the covers better, than Naskar himself - just like no literary editor has the capacity to edit a Naskarean manuscript, except for Naskar himself. You don't edit the Everest, you edit yourself to be able to climb the Everest. If editing is required, it can only be conducted by the Everest himself.

Mark you, this doesn't mean you must gobble my ideas word for word - rather it means that, Naskarean ideas are presented to the world exactly as they pour out of my mind, undiluted and unaltered - after that, what you accept, what you don't - how you accept, how you don't, is up to you.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iman Insaniyat, Mazhab Muhabbat: Pani, Agua, Water, It's All One

“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.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The God Sonnets: Naskar Art of Theology

“Pain Fuels My Pen (Sonnet)

When I started writing, I had a partner,
I had plans to settle in Sofia with her.
But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when
she grew weary and took the hand of another.

I couldn't write a single word for days,
but then, I let the god complex unleashed.
That's about when my writing skyrocketed,
as the heartbreak jolted my brain
into a hyper-publishing engine.

I had all the time in the world,
and enough pain to fuel my pen.
Every time I got my heart broken,
it benefitted my mission.

First time someone broke my heart,
I dropped out of engineering
and emerged as the Monk Scientist.
Second time when I lost my love,
Planet Earth received the Poet Apocalypse.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“She grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn't write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That's about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“There are many fake memes
floating about the internet,
one of them misquotes me saying -
'spare the toilet, spoil the floor.'

I turn junk into jewel,
I reclaim the fakes as fuel.
Spare the toilet, spoil the floor.
Spare the fascist, spoil the world.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“While I was starting out I had no idea on how the world of writing and publishing worked. I had no mentor, no guide, no support of any kind whatsoever. I had to learn everything on my own, through trial and error. And the most important point here to note is that, at that point I was completely unaware of my own gift - I had no inkling. Naturally, in those early days I often borrowed ideas from other scientists and philosophers.

However, quite unexpectedly, once my true voice and tone started to awaken, I slowly started cutting ties with all external authority, except, of course, for occasional requirements of specific empirical data. Heck, this self-made and self-sustained legend was so damn proud of his inexhaustible vastness, that he wouldn't even quote his own old works in new ones, let alone others! Every new work must be unapologetically new - or I'd rather not publish at all. That's what conscience does to you - it takes away the slightest inclination of compromise, and turns you into an incorruptible beacon of pure conviction.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“In English we say:
for the people, by the people.
In Naskarian we say:
my world, my responsibility.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“I obliterate myself pouring out life, beyond all known limits of literature, only to be blamed for my himalayan immensity, by the religious of hate and nationals of bigotry.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop