Is passion/excitement bound to die out with time?
Don't you remember your excitement on 1st day at job? First victory in elections? First overseas trip? Or first date with your girl/boy friend? Or your first sex? Riding your first bike or car? your first camera or laptop? Or even your first personal diary or first blog?
Why does the joy fade gradually? Are humans programmed like that?
Whatever milestone you crossed/achieved, loses its significance and the one you never experienced becomes your center of curiosity and your top priority.
Is this insatiable desire to explore the fundamental reason behind human intelligence and progress of humankind? May be.
But Are we not losing the joy of relishing our accomplishments?
