Sonnet of IdentityTell me O Mississippi,What is my name?For I lost my sense of self,In line of service without gain.Dear mountains of Blue Ridge,Where did I come from?I fathom not the worldly titles,I deny narrowness as the norm.Character makes the person,Not pedigree and tradition.If I can lift even five lives,That’ll be my highest salvation.So forget that I asked about my identity.Service is my culture and my nationality.

-Abhijit Naskar

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