A child gazes at the stars at night and finds himself asking questions and seeking responses. Then the scene shifts to book-reading as providing some clue of an answer.one is struck by a child's attempt to develop an equation between nature and the human self. There is a dialectic in operation from the very beginning between idealism and realism. In my view, the real bridge available to human beings is thought itself. It involves a search for universals amid the flow of everyday events and occurrences. That search, that probing involves a great sense of suffering. The desire to know exacts is a toll upon us.That is in fact at the heart of this philosophical nook.