Regardless of the colour of our skin, our religion or what sort of plate we eat our evening meal from, we all ask ourselves the same questions: what is the meaning of life? Why has this or that happened? Does God exist? But we don’t usually think is actually possible to find an answer to these questions. Yet answers there are. I wrote this book with one single goal in mind: to help each and every one sort themselves out, just as I did. But this is no boring esoteric fantasy, and certainly no spiritual tract. It’s a lively, dynamic novel which differs from many other novels in one point only: this is autobiographical, from the first page to the last.At the age of twenty-seven, I decided to give up my successful career in a large American company – a job which cost me more in health than it brought into my bank account – and go to study yoga in its native land: North India. What followed, however, was not six months of peaceful practice within the walls of a blissful ashram, but a real adventure which turned my life quite upside down and gave me far more than a yoga teacher’s certificate.I was held hostage in South Delhi’s slums, almost became the abbess of an ashram, taught yoga to Bollywood stars, drank sweet Indian chai with hermits in the jungle, then meditated myself in a Himalayan cave. I experienced things which, even now, to me, seem incredible. And more… I found true love and discovered the answers to all those important questions.