“Vagabond Light (The Sonnet)
When the tide of realization comes,
Theories and concepts cause but decay.
In the kingdom of absolute oneness,
Stoneage constructs wither and fade away.
What am I gonna do with theories!
I'm no intellectual obligated to be a smartass.
I am but a fakir, a vagabond who knows nothing.
So I submit myself at the mercy of the lovers.
I'm tired of trying to be important to the shallow,
I'm tired of trying to make sense to the senseless.
Adjusting to prehistoric habits of a dualistic world,
The mind loses touch with its magical magnificence.
Let the light shine bright,
dim it not to suit the prisoners!
Does the sun come with a dimmer,
because its radiance dimwits cannot bear!”
― Abhijit Naskar, Divane Dynamite: Only truth in the cosmos is love
