Curiosity Killed The Cat ?

Does it really? Coz', interesting conversations with my nephew and niece are the ones that bring to mind this fact - how I have forgotten to be curious and amazed at small things. The time when you questioned every single thing that you do. Not in a wrong way, but how we were curious about the things we did and tried to take apart every machine or toy that came our way. How we felt our way through things without knowing anything, but still never had the fear of the unknown.

Clueless, yet happy. The same doesn't somehow apply when we grow up. As adults, I guess the fear of being an adult, of being responsible, of having to maintain a certain level of sanity, pushes the fear into our hearts and we stop being curious about life. As to what life may lead to. We worry, we fret and fume but fail to explore and are never curious.

Surprising isn't it? How we, the same small people we used to be can grow into such different big people? People say growth is good..

Wonder if it is !

The important thing is not to stop questioning… Never lose a holy curiosity ~ Albert Einstein