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April 14, 2012
Jason had managed to find a hermit in India. He lived on a hill far enough from civilisation to avoid hearing the noise of the traffic, but close enough for people to bring him rice.

The hermit offered Jason some tea, which tasted sweet, just like a compliment.

'Hermit, I have something I wish to ask you.' Jason said.

'And what would that be?'

'I was wondering whether you would be able to tell me what the point of my life is?'

The hermit sat in contemplation for a while, staring at the landscape full of vitality and wonderous life.