Rowdy Scientist puts the human in scientist, and humanity in science. “Rowdy Scientist Sonnet Science is neither boastful nor bashful, Science stands dutybound, forever mindful. Science gives the final answer as a ray of hope, With all avenues exhausted to the last granule. Science is neither defensive nor offensive, Science can't afford such primitive prerogative. Transcending binary norms science acts whole, Defying the comfort of all corrosive narrative. Science is slave to none, science enslaves none, Science blooms from reason, endorsing curiosity. But don't ever confuse curiosity with cynicism, Curiosity brings understanding, cynicism apathy. Average scientists seek answers, Great scientist seeks questions. Submissive scientists chase solutions, I'm a Rowdy Scientist, give me problems!”

This fun ""countdown from 10"" book features the rowdy and mischievous shananigans of the popular raven. They steal pretty pearls, picnic in a pickup truck, and perform dizzy loop-de-loops. Scenarios are fanciful but rooted in ravenhood: collecting shiny things, testing curious objects, getting into the garbage, and showing off.

“How come we can invent better ways to kill each other, but not one to preserve peace!” Asks Naskar.

The humanitarian scientist speaks: "Burn my books, and go lift the world! Let me live in your blood, not in books." Until Abhijit Naskar came along, poetry was primarily associated with love and romanticism. He opened up new vistas of poetry, by making it a mainstream vessel of expression for justice, equality, integration and awareness. As the world's first multicultural poet and scientist, Naskar stands not only as a bridge between cultures, but also as a bridge between disciplines.

“My ethnicity is empathy, My race is reform, My nationality is oneness, My name is human.” The humanitarian scientist's poetic masterpiece of inclusion.

World War Human is one of Naskar's most radical works of peace. “The real first world war has just begun - the war between good and evil - the war between emancipation and occupation - between inclusion and exclusion - between expansion and contraction - between reason and rigidity - between humanity and inhumanity. I call it, World War Human.”

Dervis Vadisi (Dervish Valley) is a poetic call to the healers of the world - not in a medieval magical way, but in an everyday, ordinary human way, which also makes Naskar the first Earth poet with 1500+ sonnets. “I am not a capitalist, I am not a communist, I am not a socialist, I am not a traditionalist. A puerile, clinically sectarian species like yours cannot fathom what I am. Does that mean, I am not the same species as you! Sure, I am - but from a different dimension - a different dimension in time - a different dimension in mind - where intellect is only a tool, not torture - where faith is only a choice, not compulsion - where money is only a means, not master - where oneness is fundamental, not fiction.”