INHERITED ANSWERS - by Bolu Tifeh

The most dangerous afternoon of my life wasn't the day I almost got into trouble. It was the afternoon I became suspicious of things I had never questioned. I was doing absolutely nothing. Just sitting outside, watching people pass by, giving my brain permission to be random as it wanted, watching the world behave as though it had already agreed on everything. Then it happened, I looked at the sky. And one question ruined my peaceful afternoon. Who decided that your colour should be called blue? I wasn't doubting the colour. I just have a bad habit.I always ask questions nobody asked me to ask, everyone around me complains about that. I was just wondering who had the audacity to point at a patch of the universe and say, "From today, this shall be called blue." And somehow, centuries later, I have never questioned it. Then my mind became even more mischievous. Who decided that 1 + 1 should be 2? Who agreed that this shape should be called a triangle? Who convinced the world that a week should have seven days, a minute should have sixty seconds, and that pieces of printed paper should be valuable enough to determine whether someone eats tonight? At some point, I laughed at myself. "What kind of afternoon is this?" But the more I thought about it, the less ridiculous it became. Because maybe the most powerful thing we inherit isn't land. It is agreement. We are born into a world that has already named everything, measured everything, labelled everything and explained almost everything. Before we learn to think, we learn to repeat. "This is right." "That is wrong." "This is success." "Those people are dangerous." "People like us don't do things like that." Most of us never remember the first day we believed those things. Because we didn't arrive at them. We received them. And somewhere along the journey, inheritance quietly disguised itself as truth. Don't misunderstand me. Not every inheritance is wrong. Language is inherited. Culture is inherited. Mathematics gives order. Science reveals patterns. Faith itself is handed from one generation to another. The problem isn't that something is old. The problem is believing something simply because it is old. There is a difference. Scripture says, "Test all things; hold fast what is good." Not reject all things. Not accept all things. "Test all things!" Maybe that's what maturity looks like. Not becoming rebellious for the sake of it. But becoming courageous enough to ask, "Why?" Not because you want to destroy what was handed to you... But because truth has never been afraid of questions. Perhaps that's why some of the greatest changes in history began with someone refusing to end a conversation with, "That's how it has always been." Sometimes, growth begins with a child asking a question adults stopped asking years ago. So now, whenever someone tells me, "That's just the way things are," I no longer hear a conclusion. I hear an invitation. To think. To search. To test. And if truth is truly truth... It won't be offended by my curiosity

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