About Abhijit Naskar
Abhijit Naskar is a celebrated Neuroscientist, Acclaimed Author of 120+ books, and Earth Poet with 3000+ sonnets. As an expert on human behavior his contributions in Cognitive and Behavioral Neuroscience have helped the world tackle the issues of mental illness, prejudice, hate, intolerance, discrimination and systemic racism more effectively. He was born in Calcutta, India. His rejuvenating scientific philosophy of the mind has been lavishing human life and society with the colors and sweetness of awareness and acceptance since its advent with his very first book “The Art of Neuroscience in Everything”.
Naskar’s work has been featured in Psychology Today, Forbes, Huffington Post, Marie Claire, Interesting Engineering, ABC Australia, and many more.
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Till White Man Verifies (Sonnet 3188) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Till White Man Verifies (Sonnet 3188)
If a “white man” cannot verify it,
is it really rational!
If a “white man” cannot verify it,
is it really poetry!
If a “white man” cannot verify it,
is it really philosophy!
If a “white man” cannot verify it,
is it really theology!
If a “white man” has no need for religion,
is there really any need for religion!
Once a “white man” declares his “true religion”,
isn’t it proof that all others are false!
Till a “white man” climbs the Everest,
do the Himalayas really exist!
If a “white man” cannot recognize genocide
outside one little white-friendly holocaust
narrative, did the genocides really happen!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Many Reasons to Hate Naskar (Sonnet 3186-3187) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Many Reasons to Hate Naskar
(Sonnet 3186-3187)
Naskar is a textbook traitor,
with zero patriotic spirit,
he seems to care more about
the enemies than his own people.
Naskar is obviously guided by satan,
sprouting all sorts of blasphemous stuff,
like tolerance and interfaith harmony.
Naskar is an absolute fake,
he doesn’t even believe in an almighty god,
yet refuses to be called an atheist.
Naskar is a typical lowlife,
who doesn’t know the difference
between neuroscience and philosophy.
Naskar is a filthy desert dweller,
who doesn’t even understand rhyme and meter.
So, what are you waiting for?
Grab every last of my books,
and sonnets, and verses, and sciences,
and theologies, and philosophies,
and throw it all into the fire,
if that reduces your hatred even slightly.
P.S. Why should good hatred go to waste,
at least we can get a few sonnets out of it.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
The Naskar Fraud (Sonnet 3185) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“The Naskar Fraud (Sonnet 3185)
If a white person promotes his work, it’s industrious.
If a colored person promotes his work, it’s spam.
If a white person is hyper-productive, he’s a genius.
If a colored person is hyper-productive, he’s a fraud.
White person produces versatile work, he’s a polymath.
Colored person produces versatile work, it’s a scam.
White people work in foreign lands, they’re expats.
Colored people work in foreign lands, they’re immigrants.
White people destroy countries after countries,
still they can expect to be treated fairly.
Colored people seek for an ounce of acceptance,
suddenly it’s a western existential catastrophe.
And yet, I forgive you my child! Dismiss me today,
your own blood will celebrate me tomorrow.
P.S. my vastness is no reason for you to feel threatened,
I’m not gonna begrudge you your little white giants.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Off With Your Customs (Sonnet 3181 Song) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Off With Your Customs (Sonnet 3181 Song)
Off with your customs, off with your dogma;
off with your shackles, off with your altar;
off with your borders, off with your scripture;
off with your flags, and off with your vultures;
off with your prestige, off with your pastors;
off with dualities, off with your dollars;
off with your cryptos, off with your narcos;
off with your Uncles, off with your Hitlers;
off with your lawmen, off with your godmen;
off with your robots, off with your militants;
off with your kings, and off with your barons;
off with your courts, and off with your karens;
off with your customs, off with your dogma;
off with your costume, off with your collar;
off with your promise, off with your plunder;
off with your eden, off with your bunker.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Diary of A Mad Polyglot (Sonnet 3177-3178) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Diary of A Mad Polyglot
(Sonnet 3177-3178)
If you want to find out
if a language is beautiful,
don’t listen to how the
pompous aristocrats speak,
listen to how ordinary people
on the streets speak –
that’s why turkish is painfully romantic,
french is amorous, castellano is passionate,
german is disciplined, arabic is enigmatic,
persian is divinely mad, urdu is earthy,
whereas english is just useful,
mostly transactional.
English is the universal second language
of planet earth, nothing more – it’s primarily
a language of convenience, not culture –
and this comes from a person who
once adopted the language out of love,
until he got disillusioned by history.
If left to me, I’d like to spend the rest
of my life writing only in turkish and spanish,
turkish as main canon, and spanish as complementary,
but that wouldn’t do much for my mission on earth,
hence english is the main canon,
and turkish and spanish are supplementary.
But down boy, don’t count it as a white victory yet!
Because mine is Naskarian English, not white english,
and it’ll take many a restless nights to distinguish the two.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Jashn-e Insan (Sonnet 3200 and Cover Reveal) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Jashn-e Insan (Sonnet 3200)
My life is a celebration of the human,
every day that a child is born,
every day that a child is adopted,
every day someone falls in love,
every day someone gets their heart broken,
then picks up the pieces and trusts again –
every day a white person defends an immigrant,
every day a jew carries a palestinian flag,
every day a muslim and hindu stand as brothers,
every day an atheist defends a religious person,
is a celebration, every day is Naskar day –
I don’t need a religious occasion to feel holy,
every day inhabited by a human is sacred,
every day is a celebration* of the human spirit,
every day is *Jashn-e Insan.
The day we learn to celebrate each other,
instead of fixating on fairytales
in the sky, that day we’ll be holy,
that day we’ll be human.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Why I’m A Muslim Poet (Sonnet 3176) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Why I’m A Muslim Poet (Sonnet 3176)
I’m a muslim poet, not because Islam is
the one true religion and all others are false,
I’m a muslim poet, because muslims are the
most dehumanized community on planet earth –
whenever apes dehumanize a human community,
you’ll find me standing among the dehumanized,
I stand wherever humanity is denied, whether
in the name of ethnic supremacy or intellectual.
I love when bigots blow their fuse
because of something I’ve written,
it gives me a sort of spiritual orgasm.
Besides, no language on earth does poetry
more divinely than languages rooted in islamic
culture, and I say this as a polyglot poet scientist,
not as a rotten poncy whitewashed english speaker.
Whenever I write something heartbindingly
soulful, I give the pen to Dervish Naskar,
wearing the garb of the english script.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
How to Read and Publish Naskar (Sonnet 3171-3173) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“How to Read and Publish Naskar
(Sonnet 3171-3173)
When you publish my works after me,
make sure the new covers are made by
human hands, preferably adapting from the
originals that I designed with my own hands –
don’t dishonor my life’s work
by using generative ai;
remember, the original Naskar covers
are an instrumental part of the canon,
not mere decorations.
Also, be careful with Naskar typos,
because what you presume as typo, might be
deliberately planted linguistic landmine –
sure you might find actual typos,
in fact I’m sure of it, but most of what
you’d consider typos with your monolingual,
monocultural brain, are Naskarian artifacts.
Then finally, there is the matter of editing,
and I decree: unless you’re a Naskar yourself,
by which I mean, a multicultural, multilingual,
multidisciplinary being, without fanaticism,
without militant rationalism, as well as
without pseudoscientific supernaturalism,
you are unqualified to edit Naskar –
Naskar too is falsifiable, but not by tribal minds,
and I don’t just mean religiously or culturally
tribal, I also mean intellectually tribal;
you may skip the first two or three years,
because as I’ve often remarked,
they were mostly borrowed research,
with occasional original Naskar,
but as for mid and late phase Naskar,
publish each text in its original entirety –
you may abridge if necessary, with caution,
but you must not try to edit Naskar –
a climber mustn’t try to edit the Himalayas.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Pak-I-Stand (Sonnet 3174) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Pak-I-Stand (Sonnet 3174)
How do you end animosity
between nations, between cultures?
You stand as the ultimate beacon of brotherhood –
borderless, prejudiceless, intoleranceless.
And once others see you stand hateless
despite nationalist propaganga,
at least five amongst five hundred
will be lit with the fire of integration,
then those five will light twenty five more,
and soon every corner of the world
will have its local messenger of love,
to stand as cure against xenophobic infection.
The mark of your humanity is not your clothes,
nor your scripture, or your rationality,
you’re human when you stand among the
dehumanized and defend their rights as your own.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
Good Superstition (Sonnet 3163-3164) ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
“Good Superstition (Sonnet 3163-3164)
We all need some superstition in our life,
I say superstition because I want to be blunt,
no ambiguity, we all need some superstition,
for most part they are therapeutic,
so don’t try to explain it with scientific jargon,
because that’s when your superstition becomes delusion.
Life is a symposium of symbols,
all work as psychological reinforcement mechanism –
a flag is just cloth,
a ring is just metal,
a photograph is just paper and pixels,
a grave is just earth and stone,
yet they hold the emotional weight
of an entire universe –
life’s meaning doesn’t depend on empirical falsification,
purpose of empiricism is to help treat harmful prejudice,
not to eliminate every little irrationality from life –
the moment you demand every human experience
pass a laboratory test before it is allowed
emotional legitimacy, you haven’t proven you’re
more rational, you’ve proven you’re less human.
Symbols need neither rational evidence
nor supernatural powers to hold human meaning –
just like there is such a thing as helpful bacteria,
there is such a thing as therapeutic superstition.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkoholic: Portrait of A Human
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