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Children are innocent for a fundamental reason that they want to know. Their thirst for knowledge comes from the most primitive feeling of curiosity. They are yet to learn the effect of conscience on this thirst.

The next phase comes in the form of ego from learning for 10 years. This is the age of teens. They are looking for platforms to display their learnt knowledge. The primitive feeling of curiosity is dulled to a great extent in this phase of life where it is required the most. The phase of transition between learning and applying. A few ace this phase as there are exception all rules. Change is the most constant rule that has ever held good. There is change in the way we live today to the way we live tomorrow or the way we lived yesterday. There is change in the rocks, the wind and every other living and nonliving being on this earth. It can be as subtle as the shape of the rock to the onset of monsoon winds.

It is at the end of teenage that one grows a conscience. This is what drives the knowledge into application. Conscience drives the next phase of learning. A form of curiosity is developed here. At the end of this phase one defines the purpose of existence and the much awaited goal that every human is said to possess. Driven by this change one is driven by passion and vigor to strive and reach a human goal. The said endpoint in life where people in the last phase derive satisfaction from life.

There comes a point where we are lost and don’t see the end point any more. Where we feel we have strayed away from the path we had chosen. There are two ways to move forward from this point. One is to go with the flow and the other find the inspiration.

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