In the summer of 1994, I took a taxi from the Chennai airport to the Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry. I saw a yogi sitting next to a small shrine by the side of the main road. That afternoon, I read a story about him in the local newspaper. A reporter asked him why he had spent the past fifteen years in that one spot, maintaining the small shrine and meditating. The yogi replied, "Mind absorbed in the Absolute, no place to go!"