Sharik Currimbhoy Ebrahim

He shot an arrow into the air It landed far, he knew not where It flew beyond this tiny world Into the next one  Death unfurled  Through the heart of a little girl With skin soft and white as pearls Who's dress was stained blood red As her parents looked on  Struck by dread Seeing their  little girl             lying dead.  But Why! Said the weeping mother With pain and cries like no other She looked upon the sky above And said God, where is thy love? That was my little girl! With golden locks and little curls How dare you be so unfair To my baby With the golden hair! Not knowing her girl with the golden hair Was an Archer in another world In this one her golden haired girl.  She tore the arrow from her breast And shot it in the air, her best  She shot the arrow in the air It landed far she knew not where  For it flew with such swift might it’s flight was no match for sight.  It landed in the next next life  Into a man gentle frail and slight Never known a day of spite

Narcissus knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus. When Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears. “ Why do you weep ?” the goddesses asked. “ I weep for Narcissus ,” the lake replied. " Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus ,” they said, “ for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.” “But…was Narcissus beautiful?” the lake asked. “Who better than you to know that?” the goddesses said in wonder. “ After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!” The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: “ I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful." “I weep because, each

​ ​ Kant: “ Ahem , a Word with you please Mr. Hume In my mind your ideas loom I’m scared and filled with sorrow Will Sun will rise tomorrow? You speak of social utility  Oh don’t you see the futility.  For if tomorrow your wife no longer needs you? What’s for dinner, Hume Stew ?” Hume: “ You know you’re literally a Kant right? Must be a such a shame to live with an unfortunate name...” 

It’s all been done, there’s nothing new under the sun.  This is a problem solving technique that has worked for me when thinking through problems creatively.  Below is every major civilisation in History. Most were destroyed by natural disasters or completely unpredictable outside forces. In general, they did more things right than they did wrong to survive many hundreds or thousands of years to become the pinnacle of their era and geography.  Pick 3 civilisations from East to West across any timeline.  YouTube a 10-min documentary from the History Channel. I recommend watching YouTube on 2x with Closed Captioning on. It takes a few minutes to get used to but once you’re over the hump you’ll be fine.  It’ll take you about 30 mins to watch the mini-documentaries.  (You’ve got the answer to your problem in your brain, you just don’t know it yet.) Put on a timer for 20 mins (30 if you’re cool) close your eyes and listen to the video here (don’t forget to put YouTube back to regular speed)

​  https://www.fraunhofer.de/en/research/current-research/quantum-technologies/quantum-computing.html Fraunhofer is monetizing Quantum Computing by getting free time on IBM's Quantum Computer cloud platform and reselling it packaged with education. (Interesting fact, the QC Processor is kept in a dilution chamber at 0.15 Kelvin. Space is 4 Kelvin, so several factors colder than space, but several factors warmer than Putin's heart) They already have 180 partners with 40 startups with use cases in cryptography, simulations of biological ecosystems like protein folding, prediction algorithms such as war games, financial markets etc. Some like Fraunhofer are nodes that redistribute and bring in more players into the ecosystem. Aparna Prabhakar who works out of California is in charge of their partnerships such as the one with Fraunhofer.  They also have a partnership with the govt of Japan to study four areas: 1. Research & Development in Japan of Quantum as a strategic indust

​ True manliness is humane. It says, “we who are strong ought to bear the infirmities of the weak.  It’s work is to protect those who cannot defend themselves; to stand between the tyrant and the slave, the oppressor and his victim.  It is identical in all times with the spirit of chivalry which led the good knights to wander in search of robbers, giants, and tyrannical lords. Those who oppressed the poor and robbed helpless woman and orphans of their rights. There are no tyrant barons now, but the spirit of tyranny and cruelty is still to be found. The good knight today is he who provides help for the blind, the deaf and dumb, and the insane. Who defends animals from being cruelly treated, rescues little children from bad usage, and seeks to give working woman their rights. He protects all these sufferers from that false manliness which is brutal to weak. The true knights today are those who organize to prevent cruelty or to enforce laws against those who for a little gain make men dr

A little Sunday theological philosophy Humans are a combination of animal and angel, shaked not stirred Eden, as I understand was on a mountain. While it doesn't explicitly say so in the bible, since there was a river flowing down that then split into four it must have topographically been an elevated place, a midpoint between heaven and earth. Part of the beauty of being human is the hybrid nature we posses. While we're part of the animal kingdom, but there's a quantum leap between (most of) us and animals.  God gave angels wings to float down, when we need a gentle little hand. And on what else could angels float but Rauch Adorai, the divine breath of God, the same breath that gave us life. And if we were communing with angels, would not some of the breath of God blow onto us as well. And if God is the infinite, wouldn't the strength of his breath intertwine the angel floating on his breath and the human. Wouldn't the gentle strength of his divine breath blow a li

(Written just now spontaneously Having tea with my friend the Tree) Who now is this Tree That stands here before me Along with its crooked cousin So lacking perfect symmetry Two always watching sentries  Guard against all enemies It stands tall upon on a hill  Watching over a Mountain Range Quite strange  The mountain needs a sentry Outside its serene and empty entry Or perhaps it just needs a viewer And just can't resist the lure to say: "This is me, Tree,  Don't you see My great expanse fills your view! Don't you see, it’s just Me and You and the Sky Blue But I'm the Vaster of us Two.” The Tree feels small for a little while  Then says with a crooked smile "Oh Mighty Mountain I hear your call You're the Vastest of them all.  But without this mere little Tree To whom would you say, "Look here at Me"? My view is Vast my Horizons Everlast  While all you see, is poor little me Which of us lives more free?  And one day when I finally fal

​ The Seven Circles of Frost A Poem on The Road Not Taken By Sharik Currimbhoy Ebrahim Introduction “The Road Not Taken” seems straightforward: a nameless traveler is faced with a choice: two paths forward, with only one to walk. But for a century readers and critics have fought bitterly over what the poem really says. Is it a paean to triumphant self-assertion, where an individual boldly chooses to live outside conformity? Or a biting commentary on human self-deception, where a person chooses between identical roads and yet later romanticizes the decision as life altering? Orr artfully reveals is that the poem speaks to both of these impulses, and all the possibilities that lie between them.  ----------------- The Seven Circles of Frost A Poem on The Road Not Taken By Sharik Currimbhoy  Reading Frost on a Frosty Day I begun to think What he had to say.           Two roads in front of him Equally lay… One looking worn, a little grey The other brand new,  Shiny dared by a few.  And from

​ Brief History of the Currimbhoy Ebrahim Baronetcy The  Ebrahim Baronetcy , of Pabaney Villa, of the  City of Bombay , is a title in the  Baronetage of the United Kingdom . It was created on 20 July 1910 for the Indian businessman and philanthropist  Sir Currimbhoy Ebrahim . [1] Each baronet assumes on succession the name of the first Baronet.  Currimbhoy was  knighted  during the  Prince  and  Princess of Wales 's  Indian  tour of 1905 [7]  and created a  baronet  in 1910 [8]  and further granted lands to support that dignity by the Currimbhoy Ebrahim Baronetcy Act 1913 [9]  following the precedent set by the  Cowasji Jehangir  Baronetcy Act. Between 1947 and 1949, due to the  partition of India , this descendants, namely the third and fourth baronets migrated to  Pakistan . The Currimbhoy Ebrahim Khoja Orphanage trust started by him, continue to own large pieces of land in and around  Mumbai , [10]  including the Currimbhoy manor (Bhulabhai Desai road,  Mumbai ) and the Poona bu

​ Flame Biography of Shahnaz Husain by Nelofar Currimbhoy

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​ You are the light   As the first ray of sun pierces through the curtains, and wake from nothingness, you are  born once again.  You’re the aperture though which the universe is looking at itself, while playing the great cosmic game. After all, it would be quite boring to be a universe with nothing to do. Might as well explode in a Big Bang and see what happens. And so, first there was Logos, the Word, the primordial Om, and because of that vibration, luckily, You happened. When you opened your eyes the universe looked at itself, and said, Let there be Light. One day you know, but no one really believes it deep inside, that they’ll sleep and never wake up. What does it feel like to fall asleep and never wake up? It’s one of those questions children ask themselves before they’re taught not to. Well, what does it feel like to wake up, never having gone to sleep.  That’s what birth is, after all. We suddenly woke up, through we had never fallen asleep.  We only know darkness, because we