Naskar Sonnets Quotes

“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

“Poetry is a way of life, and nobody knows the way better than those lost.”
― 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

“Poetry is a way of life.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

“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

“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

“Heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“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

“Why did my publishing output skyrocket around 2019? Put your conspiracy theories aside, I’ll tell you why. 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.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“I dropped out of computer engineering, and became Monk Scientist, to humanize the divine and divinize the human.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“Over a hundred books, thousands of sonnets, half a thousand limericks, half a thousand free verse poems, yet I still say, I'm incomplete.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper

“In the Naskar world, sonnet is not an elitist structure of rigid rhyme and meter, Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of civilization, indifferent to literary convention.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of civilization, indifferent to literary convention.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat

“What is A Naskar Sonnet (2312)

In the Naskar world, sonnet is not
an elitist structure of rigid rhyme and meter,
Naskar sonnet is a self-contained unit of
civilization, indifferent to literary convention.

I weave sonnets around the message,
instead of forcing the message into the sonnets.
Till you cut the cuffs of form, don't touch my works,
if you want method and structure, pursue mathematics.

Childish eurocentric conventions are too puny
to contain the vastness of a transcendental human,
sometimes I'm Dervish, sometimes Advaita,
and the Brain Scientist keeps out the superstition.

Every mind is infinite, every mind, transcendental,
ape customs castrate the human into farm animal.
Cut the wings of a dove at birth,
and it'll spend its life crawling like vermin.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat