Do you ask questions?

As children, we never stopped. We asked about everything, why the sky is blue, why birds fly, why people pray, why rules exist… Sometimes those questions were cute. Sometimes they were annoying. And often, they were uncomfortable, especially when a child asked something we didn’t know how to answer. But every question a child asks is really an attempt to make sense of the world, and every answer shapes who they become.

Think about it. Two kids might ask the same question: “Who is Allah/Bhagwan/Christ?” One parent might say, “He is the one who teaches us love, kindness, and how to protect humanity.” Another might say, “He is the only true God, and to prove your faith in Him, you must be willing to give your life or take the lives of those who don’t believe.”

Same question, two completely different answers, two completely different worldviews. That’s the power of answers: they don’t just respond to curiosity, they shape the way a person sees the world, sometimes to build it, sometimes to destroy it.

But as we grow older, something happens. We stop asking. We start accepting the answers we were given, and slowly, we build a small world inside our heads. That world feels safe, but it’s also limiting. Growth stops when questions stop.

So maybe the real thing is to learn to ask again. Not always to others, but to ourselves. And then search for answers, through books, through conversations, through experiences, even through mistakes. Every time you ask, you open a door. And every time you don’t, you quietly close one.

For me, this habit of asking questions slowly turned me into a reader. I read almost everything, fiction, non-fiction, biographies, psychology, finance, spirituality, health, self-help… Sometimes it’s not even the whole book, just a single line or idea that’s enough to spark a new question, or sometimes an answer, in my head. And sometimes, you need to have the knowledge or information about a topic in order to ask questions. The more you know about the topic, the better your questions will be. So that’s how, with each question, you get a new one, and you just get better at asking the correct and more detailed question, and in return, you get a more detailed answer. In other words: curiosity leads to learning, and learning leads to better curiosity; it’s a loop.

And it’s not only about new questions. I’ve learned it’s equally important to revisit the answers you already hold. The world changes. Perspectives change. Sometimes the answer that made perfect sense years ago doesn’t fit anymore. And that’s not a bad thing. Answers are temporary, they’re just steps on the way.

So ask. Ask the simple ones. Ask the uncomfortable ones. Ask the ones that scare you a little. And when you get answers, don’t treat them as final. Question them again. Update them. Refine them. Because questions never really stop. Don't kill the inner child that asks questions, never ever. So, what’s the last question you asked, not to someone else, but to yourself?