Why the need for Philosophy

Philosophy as the Greek termed it the love for wisdom(sophia),a much talked about term but mostly considered as abstract and not concrete or useful for some
Philosophy is about the experience of your own life the subjective truth as one evolves every day and transformed by the cold ,brutal harshness of phenomena which is transitory and impermanence
Quest of this life would no doubt be about happiness for almost all, we aspire to be truly happy in whatever actions we do, be it love,making money, or carrying out any activity,the aspiration to success as defined by the world around us makes us feel as if our life is worthy and that judgement would denote as for most as sort of happiness
But what if what one has build in life the source for one happines crashes like sand castles washed apart, swept apart by the tides of adversity, everything you once thought was a given, a thing which will never go away, now suddenly has vanished as if it was a mirage or illusion of sorts ,the happiness which one was used to becomes a pain ,grief and suffering
Those whom one thought were the friends, the love,suddenly become cold ,one is left alone ,wealth disappears, the life of adversity teaches you to ask the question what is happiness if any, is it the quest for success as defined and judged by others necessary
Every day becomes like a constant reminder of what one has failed, a life where hope has been robbed ,your soul reduced to wretchedness and where one feels there is a dead end
Much like the man lost in desert with no where to go ,thirst for love,belonginess , the cravings only makes it more woeful, especially when others around you are living a life of fulfilled expectations
Like a man lost in desert,starved famished and driven to despair by thirst would see oasis around everywhere, a mirage which is just a hope for him to continue , same sort of mirages would let one continue but to what end
Until one realises everything is lost, pushed to the corner of your life, to realise whatever one craved for was source of one misery,like a man who has been knocked to the ground in agony ,perpetual pain and yet hoping someone would spare a look of comfort and empathy at him
And when everything is lost ,when one gets trounced upon by life, a most beautiful woman (in soul, deed and mind) passes by ,shows compassion, nurses you back to life and nourishes you when life had forsaken and abandoned you.
That woman is termed as Sophia or wisdom,which dawns upon you,Sophia which is clad with simplicity, with no excess,pure,immaculate whose companion is penury of material(poverty) but which in itself lacks nothing as those external appearances mean nothing for it judges not the appearances or the form but the substance, the spirit
That is what Philosophy offers,a life of constant struggle and enquiry and hope and love and compassion,when everyone forsakes you, Philosophy would embrace you as the only true friend,which allows you to survive and to be stronger
As Nietzsche said,what doesnt kill you makes you even stronger, thats what adversity does, it is the stepping stone to wisdom, to truth, to a life of philosophy where you evaluate yourself and realise that fictions of life which one thought as some reality was never a given,one becomes a better person ,a wise one
Eventually the journey of life becomes less torturous for Sophia and wisdom is not transitory or illusory as the happiness which one had come to known,but this form of Sophia is permanent, reminder that true happiness eventually is to accept everything as it comes,and to live a life to the best of your virtues,so that even adversity becomes part of happiness or Eudaimonia, to live a life completely and to be equanimous to whatever it may throw on you ,and that is why Philosophy is so important .as its your friend, a true one to help you withstand against the whip of a tyrannical master known as the vagaries of life.


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