Kuru
Kuru may refer to:
Anthropology and history
- Kuru (archaeology), an Indo-Aryan ethnic group
- King Kuru (Hindu mythology), the imputed ancestral king of Indo-Aryan Kuru tribe
Geography
Transport
Kuruş
Kuruş (derived from the French gros, German Groschen and Hungarian Garas; Ottoman Turkish: قروش gurûş) is a Turkish currency subunit. Since 2005, one Turkish lira is equal to 100 kuruş. The kuruş was also the standard unit of currency in the Ottoman Empire until 1844, and from that date until the late 1970s was a subdivision of the former lira. It was subdivided into 40 para (پاره), each of 3 akçe. In European languages, the kuruş was often referred to as the piastre, derived from the Italian word piastra.
Coinage
The kuruş was introduced in 1688. It was initially a large, silver coin, approximately equal to the French écu, or, from other sources, to the Spanish dollar. However, during the 18th and early 19th centuries, debasement reduced the kuruş to a billon coin weighing less than 3 grams.
At the beginning of the 19th century, silver coins were in circulation for 1 akçe, 1, 5, 10 and 20 para, 1, 2 and 2½ kuruş, together with gold coins denominated in zeri mahbub and altin. As the silver coins were debased, other denominations appeared: 30 para, 1½, 3, 5 and 6 kuruş. The final coinage issued before the currency reform consisted of billon 1, 10 and 20 para, and silver 1½, 3 and 6 kuruş.
Kuru (mythology)
Kuru is an ethnic Meetei/Meitei name for the supreme God, Atiya Kuru Shidaba. It is used by tribes including Kuki, Paite, Hamar, Zou, Tangkhul and Chiru. Kuru's full name is Atiya Kuru Shidaba (Atiya, the vast and empty sky; Kuru, the round or circular hemisphere; and Shidaba, eternal).
In modern times, Kuru is also used to refer to a teacher/parent/educator/instructor who stands above all hindrances and attraction.
Another usage is for things pertaining to anything living or non-living.
External links
Podcasts:
The Motto
by: D-Prydepart of my fresh, boy
looks like i'm your best threat
two sides chicks, i don't think they really met yet.
super flight, call me west jet
they tried to put they fingers on my stease like a Tech Deck
fresher than some blow j
try to beat me, no way!
i take your shawty ole
she love me like Chipotle
in a mini van, doing doughnuts with my homies
and i'm driving with no hands, call me R.O.S.C.O.E.
and i don't even got my license
catch your ladies number, then I dash, call me hyphen
all these other cats, are about to have mid life crisis you gon' have to
give respect or see your career just sacrifice
uh mars clique, we'll be riding with the setting
and that's my girl throw it up, like it's rice at a wedding
now you did seen fake cartoony little buggers
wrong message for the haters, Mars Music, mother sucker!
chorus:
tell him that is over, cracking arizona,
live like there is no tomorrow when you know it's just a motto.
and i bout it every day, every day, every day
yeah, i'm living like a baller
i ain't even gettin paid.
every day, every day, yeah i'm bout it every day
can't see cause my fans are in the way real chinky wassup
i'm a freaking chick, you ain't gotta do it
my rhyme bookers real equal to a kama sutra
i'm a bully ya'll are stupid im so kam balluted
haters really weird, don't worry, dude we be bumping through it
all broke everything, lyrics all are deadly and
you could play this dude for the loss of your girl's wedding ring
you know i went nuts, so for now i'm back to throw some D on it, like
i just brought cadillac.
i got the fire from my job flow!
living off salsa and nachos doin the mambo
i will not die like a motha f-in cockroach
god flow hoppin like i eat out from a tadpole
i can't afford to lose, so now i got these girls lined up like i'm a new
air jordan shoe
know to make girls backdrop like a photo shoot
she says she doesn't know she should do me,
i say YOLO dude,
now you could be a groupie, you only live once, that's the way that
drake and i ride
except for the kitty you got down there
i'm about to kill it, and i hope that they got nine lives
i said you stupid dude...
killing at every song, my mojo and resistance can never get along
i'm going full throttle Being Russell Under No Obstuction that's my
freaking motto, BRUNO Being Russell Under No Obstruction, that's
my freaking motto, BRUNO
Being Russell Under No Obstruction that's my freaking motto!
BRUNO!
chorus:
tell him that is over, cracking arizona,
live like there is no tomorrow when you know it's just a motto.
and i bout it every day, every day, every day
yeah, i'm living like a baller
i ain't even get 'em paid.
every day, every day, yeah i'm bout it every day