Curiosity is a desire

Curiosity burns inside, especially when the hunters manage to probe something of cutting edge. Kinda cultural inheritance it is since the advent of language. Like language, it is not something natural; like desire, it can bend someone deep down or even inside out, and hardly quench. Chronic illness as it is, turns into sorta love in which (near)enlightenment is encountered. So be it or not? Curiosity rules!