A young child is curious. He has many questions—sometimes so many that even we adults get agitated. A child is fearless, and their mind is not yet corrupted by society. All they care about is food, sleep, and affection from their parents.
We grew up and got onto the treadmill of life. What was right and what was not came from the invisible hand—our superiors, teachers, or the government. We aimed to be productive everywhere, so much so that we started counting calories in everything.
We killed our curiosity with a never-ending urge for productivity. As a result, we are running, panting, and restless—and every break starts to feel unfulfilling.