A Letter from Curiosity

Rolling on my roller chair, I requested my mind to work on the next (supposedly) big idea. But I was helpless as my head kept popping upwards to look at the new gentleman sitting inside the ACD’s (Associate Creative Director) cubicle. Few minutes later I could see the gentleman walking away from the cubicle and next thing I saw, the ACD standing next to me. He asked me “Did you come up with any ideas?” I replied, “Err... Not yet...”, “How would you, if you kept peeping at my cubicle” he interrupted. “I just glanced once to know who that new guy in the office is. Curiosity made me do it”, I tried to justify. Comprehendingly he said, “Hmm, curious huh, that’s nice. A bit of inquisitiveness is always required in this field. Well, just make sure you are not competing with the poor cat”, winking at me, he left.

Back at home, lying stolid at my bed, I thought for a while. Am I as curious as a cat? Is curiosity good or is it not? Suddenly, I got a flashback. When I was a kid I wrote an imaginary letter to Mr. Curiosity, citing him his faults. I quickly got up, went near my wardrobe, took out my glittery box and fetch for the old letter addressed to ‘To Mr. Curiosity’.

Dear Mr. Curiosity,

I don’t know whether anyone had really ever bothered to inform you that how malicious you could be.

I’m not the only one to have fallen under your trap. You tempted poor Adam and Eve to taste the apple at the Garden of Eden and the blame went to the poor Fallen Angel – Lucifer. It was you who made Albert create E=mc2 (energy = mass times the speed of light squared) that took life of so many in the atomic bombings at Hiroshima.

So it is not the man’s fault if he does anything to keep himself alive when he is bored. You haunt his mind and start corrupting him and as rightly said by Miss D’Souza, ‘The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.’
- Yours unfortunately,
Daydreamer

I fold the paper and kept it besides my bed and as I continued thinking about it, my eyes were slowly drooping down and I felt asleep.

Next day, bewildered, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Besides my bed I found my old letter replaced by a new one addressing to me, ‘To Daydreamer’.

Dear Daydreamer,

 I agree with Miss D’Souza, that there is no cure for curiosity. But do you know that first ever emotion a human discovers is curiosity. For proof, watch any toddler on a nature walk. They look at everything. Watch their face when they find something new. Naked delight is the most beautiful thing you can see on anyone’s face, but on a small child it’s sacred.

Sir Isaac Newton was arguably the most influential intellectual ever. I provoked him to go deeper when apple fall onto his head. If it was not because of his gravitational theory, how would we have ever sent satellite in the sky and how would we have ever watched television or surfed net.

John Glenn, the first man to walk on the moon, enjoyed science. Edmund Hillary, the first man to explore the peak of Mount Everest, wrote a number of books.

And most importantly, how can you forget the invention of internet. It was I who inspired Google for the entire curious mind of world.
-Yours fortunately,
Curiosity

‘Trrriiiiing!’ went my phone alarm and I woke up. I turned my head sideways and found my old letter lying at its place. The letter in my dream was the words already existed in my head and for years the questions I hunted for, were the answers I already knew. The world works on curiosity and every day we live to unfold it.