It is quite a common question that often crosses our mind---

-----When are we sad------

The answer to it might not be as simple as it may seem to one at the outset of this article.... I have tried to analyse this apparenttly simple, but actually not so, but again not all that difficult question.. Putting it simply it comes to you when a dream has been dreamt and that it remains unfulfilled to the extent that it becomes an impossibility and a mere ephemera..

But is it all... Not at all.. through my personal experiences I can now safely say that it - grief that is - also comes to you when your very own philosophy backfires at you at a very critical moment in your life... A philosophy that you have nurtured with your true faith and your firm determination boomerangs back to hurt you and as well leave you mortally wounded... this blog is being created at such a juncture in his life that even the philosopher is being forced to say that this is the death of his exixtence, but realising that that by itself is giving rise to a whole new genre of philosophy... Therefore--- The Alive Dead-Philosopher.

I have always personally held the view that it is the external, that is what you express outward, explains your identity... I would like to refer to "The Miracle of lava Canyon" by O'Henry (Pls read it to understand better), where the fact that one is hiding his fear to act brave, gives him the distinction of being courageous.

But when it comes to relationships it is the latent truth in understanding each other that strengthens the bond between two individuals. In such an intimate relation when the partner now plays with this philosophy, it boomerangs back at you to strike where it hurts the most.. My friend always shared the true thoughts such that the obscure zone between us two gets itself obscured. Quite naturally this at times used to give rise to heavy moods and both of us used to contemplate on a particular issue to resolve it. Now that friend has decided to always act happy such that he may strew joy and apparent happiness to all those around. But the person fails to realise that it is actually perjury, that misleads those who love or know how to love. When confronted with such logic it is quite convenient for that person to refer to the same philosophy about which I have already mentioned. Thus it is now my friend's plan to create the truth by acting out the false and all that what is not; never realising the two pronged attack it is making on the other person's heart...

--- the creation of a schism between two closely bonded persons and the death of a philosophy killing a philosopher from within. ---