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[From Greek autodidaktos, auto: self + didaktos: taught; see didactic.]</description><title>My life as a Curious Autodidact</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ikraam)</generator><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/</link><item><title>adelmoral:

Old mental asylums
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx82aqQ8HV1ql5l51o6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://adelmoral.tumblr.com/post/18946133442/old-mental-asylums" target="_blank"&gt;adelmoral&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Old mental asylums&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/22866732849</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/22866732849</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 05:01:09 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together"</title><description>“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;John Lennon&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/21227104201</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/21227104201</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 02:38:13 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Make a wish. Make me yours, become mine. Take my hand, dance...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lznanhLJNn1qclbago1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make a wish. Make me yours, become mine. Take my hand, dance with me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/19842343018</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/19842343018</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2012 23:01:21 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>U B U N T U “Ubuntu” means “I am what I am...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1egh5TmuC1qz6hubo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;U B U N T U&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; “Ubuntu” means “I am what I am because of who we all are.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; In 2006 at the Festival of Peace, in Florianopolis, South Brazil, the journalist and philosopher Lia Diskin related a beautiful story of a tribe in Africa she called U&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;buntu.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; She explained how an anthropologist had been studying the habits and customs of that tribe, and when he finished his work, had to wait for some time for transportation that would take him to the airport back home. He’d always been surrounded by children of the tribe, so to help pass the time before he left, he proposed a game for the children, which he thought was harmless.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; He bought lots of candy and sweets in the city, and put everything in a basket with a beautiful ribbon. He placed it under a solitary tree, and then called the kids together. He drew a line on the ground and explained that they should wait behind the line for his signal. And that when he said “Go”, they should rush over to the basket, and the first to arrive there would win all the candies.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; When he said “Go!”, instantly all the children held each other’s hands and ran off towards the tree as a group. Once there, they simply shared the candy with each other and happily ate it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The anthropologist was very surprised and asked them why they had all gone together, especially if the first one to arrive could have won everything in the basket - all the sweets.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; They simply responded: “That’s Ubuntu. How could one of us be happy if all the others were sad?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; He was dumbfounded! For months and months he’d been studying the tribe, and yet he’d not really understood their essence, otherwise he would never have suggested the competition…&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Ubuntu means “I am what I am because of who we all are.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Ubuntu wiki: — &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/6yxL" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/6yxL" target="_blank"&gt;http://bit.ly/6yxL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt; image: — children from the tribe (apparently)&lt;br/&gt; one of numerous posts of the story: — &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/GUo5QX" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/GUo5QX" target="_blank"&gt;http://bit.ly/GUo5QX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - in Portuguese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt; Swami Neelamber on facebook&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/19842123663</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/19842123663</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2012 22:57:05 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Ubuntu</title><description>&lt;p&gt;One of the sayings in our country is Ubuntu – the essence of being human. Ubuntu speaks particularly about the fact that you can&amp;#8217;t exist as a human being in isolation. It speaks about our interconnectedness. You can&amp;#8217;t be human all by yourself, and when you have this quality – Ubuntu – you are known for your generosity. We think of ourselves far too frequently as just individuals, separated from one another, whereas you are connected and what you do affects the whole World. When you do well, it spreads out; it is for the whole of humanity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212; Ubuntu: explained by Bishop Desmont Tutu&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/18373385587</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/18373385587</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 14:30:43 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lww4trXMy41r4i7syo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17658874025</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17658874025</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 21:05:35 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyve27Tyin1qa91e0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17658050414</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17658050414</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 20:37:24 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, &lt;br/&gt;or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. &lt;br/&gt;I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, &lt;br/&gt;in secret, between the shadow and the soul. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love you as the plant that never blooms &lt;br/&gt;but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; &lt;br/&gt;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, &lt;br/&gt;risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. &lt;br/&gt;I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; &lt;br/&gt;so I love you because I know no other way than this: &lt;br/&gt;where I does not exist, nor you,&lt;br/&gt;so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, &lt;br/&gt;so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212; Pablo Neruda&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17023804753</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/17023804753</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 15:29:00 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Vaclav Havel, Dead at 75</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2011/12/18/world/europe/20111218_600_havel.html"&gt;Vaclav Havel, Dead at 75&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;Vaclav Havel, the dissident playwright who wove theater into politics to peacefully bring down communism in Czechoslovakia, has died.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/14550006566</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/14550006566</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 10:44:41 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable..."</title><description>“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Arundhati Roy&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/12933956849</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/12933956849</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 01:33:00 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>firsttimeuser:

“The marvels of daily life are exciting; no...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsrgwaDOWY1qb8vpuo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://firsttimeuser.tumblr.com/post/11273975166" target="_blank"&gt;firsttimeuser&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlinebrowsing.blogspot.com/2011/10/robert-doisneau-marvels-of-daily-life.html" target="_blank"&gt;“The marvels of daily life are exciting; no movie director can arrange the unexpected that you find in the street.” &lt;strong&gt;—Robert Doisneau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlinebrowsing.blogspot.com/2011/10/robert-doisneau-marvels-of-daily-life.html" target="_blank"&gt;(gallery)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11305294918</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11305294918</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 09:18:12 +0530</pubDate><category>Robert Doisneau</category><category>France</category></item><item><title>firsttimeuser:

The Monkey Painter, 1833 by Alexandre-Gabriel...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsvq4sBpMg1qb8vpuo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://firsttimeuser.tumblr.com/post/11301327286" target="_blank"&gt;firsttimeuser&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Monkey Painter, 1833 by Alexandre-Gabriel Decamps&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11304766438</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11304766438</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 09:03:58 +0530</pubDate><category>Alexandre-Gabriel Decamps</category></item><item><title>"Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make..."</title><description>“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Steve Jobs, 1955-2011&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11092312190</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/11092312190</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2011 10:46:27 +0530</pubDate><category>quotes</category></item><item><title>"It takes a lot of things to change the world:
Anger and tenacity. Science and indignation,
The quick..."</title><description>“It takes a lot of things to change the world:&lt;br/&gt;
Anger and tenacity. Science and indignation,&lt;br/&gt;
The quick initiative, the long reflection,&lt;br/&gt;
The cold patience and the infinite perseverance,&lt;br/&gt;
The understanding of the particular case and the understanding of the ensemble:&lt;br/&gt;
Only the lessons of reality can teach us to transform reality.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Bertolt Brecht&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/7294182900</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/7294182900</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 11:16:36 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>washingtonpoststyle:

Anti-government demonstrators display...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmu4kqKvf71qd96hso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://washingtonpoststyle.tumblr.com/post/6556095394" target="_blank"&gt;washingtonpoststyle&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Anti-government demonstrators display their hands — which read “Youth of the Freedom” — as they &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/world/middle-east/huge-protest-across-yemen-demand-political-change/2011/06/14/AGwGx3UH_story.html?hpid=z4" target="_blank"&gt;demand the resignation&lt;/a&gt; of Yemeni President Ali Abdullah Saleh in Taiz Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Anees Mahyoub (AP)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6613784467</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6613784467</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2011 11:25:03 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>wildfood:

Salmon!
(by gordeau)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmuhryNDVK1qgv040o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildfood.tumblr.com/post/6560655868" target="_blank"&gt;wildfood&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Salmon!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/47033312@N08/5100706767/" target="_blank"&gt;gordeau&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6613777558</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6613777558</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2011 11:24:42 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>"Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great..."</title><description>“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Fyodor Dostoyevsky, &lt;em&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://libraryland.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;libraryland&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6349882449</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6349882449</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 16:02:59 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>textless:

A stick person made by my friend Richard Cady.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmed6u1PDO1qccobxo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://textless.tumblr.com/post/6270378808" target="_blank"&gt;textless&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;A stick person made by my friend Richard Cady.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6349861700</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/6349861700</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 16:01:25 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh0wy23Lgy1qzt824o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/5795531093</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/5795531093</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 13:22:24 +0530</pubDate></item><item><title>debet:

Söz veriyorum eteklerimden meyve yemenize izin veririm.
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lllng16FM61qhnlffo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://debet.tumblr.com/post/5730747089" target="_blank"&gt;debet&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Söz veriyorum eteklerimden meyve yemenize izin veririm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/5795444583</link><guid>http://www.nazeeruddinikram.com/post/5795444583</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 13:15:36 +0530</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

