Rozabal Line: Book 1 in the Bharat Series of Historical and Mythological Thrillers

by Ashwin Sanghi

Some, however, were more equal than the others.

The ancient Indian yogis knew all this and much more.

In the UK, the commonly accepted joke was that The Times was read by the people who ran the country; the Mirror was read by people who thought they ran the country; the Guardian was read by the people who only thought about running the country; the Mail was read by the wives of the people who ran the country; the Daily Telegraph was read by the people who thought that the country needed to be run by another country; the Express by those who were convinced that, indeed, it was; and the Sun was read by people who couldn’t care less who ran the country as long as the naked girl on page three had big tits.

English scholars had been reluctant to expose any historical Indian works that seemed to portray Indian culture or religions as being older or more advanced than Western Christian thought. Any work that showed Jesus or Christianity as having learned from India, from Buddhism or from Hinduism, would have made the work of Christian missionaries extremely difficult. Indians would have questioned why they needed to convert to Christianity if Christian thought in itself had been derived from ancient Buddhist or Hindu wisdom.

Why would I make water into wine, when water quenches the thirst just fine? Why would I make a blind man see, when those who have eyes cannot feel me? Why would I walk on water, I pray, when a boatman could take me most of the way? The real miracle is in knowing yourself, and understanding the Brahman, the endless, the self.

The three women were the Rozabal Line—the unbroken chain of the sacred feminine cult, handed down by Mary Magdalene, the high priestess of Maghada.