Chasing curiosity.

You know that saying “curiosity kills/killed the cat”? - I wonder about that sometimes.
Growing up, it meant that the results of your going after curiosity can sometimes be disappointing or dangerous. But now come to think of it, I think I got it wrong. Because its not the result, it’s the chase itself that kills.

For the sake of simpletons like me, let’s stick to some of the analogy of chasing and imagine a cat and mouse chase - the mouse is your curiosity and cat is you.

But. You are not any ordinary cat. You’re a lion.

Now, a lion is majestic and huge. Its the king of the jungle for a reason- it’s talented and powerful and skilled. It strikes fear in the hearts of other animals. And so you can imagine, the lion probably hasn’t eaten for days. Also, years of evolution have pushed it to the top of the kingdom. So, it needs to eat like a king.

The mouse, on the other hand, is this thing that runs at a thousand miles an hour weaving in an out of nooks and crannies. It eats scraps. And because you are what you eat, a mouse is probably not very high in calorific content or nutritional value. Also, like other animals, mice are not going to just walk into the mouth of the lion and say eat me!

A chase is inevitable. Your cat is doomed from the start.

If the lion commits to the chase, and if its a tricky one, it will die of exhaustion. Its heart will burst and lungs will pop. Or it gets its way, eventually catching the prize of its trivial pursuit, it will still die. Because it is still hungry and but energy-poor.

I reckon- Be something else. Maybe a mousetrap. Not a cat. Stay curious.

*P.S. Lions do eat mice but that’s not the point.