Daily Mail 5thApril 2002

ONE of the most learned and cultivated of Indian sects, the Parsees are famous for exposing their dead in Towers of Silence, walled spaces open to the sky above Bombay, where vultures come and feast on the corpses. As followers of the ancient prophet Zoroaster, or Zarathustra, the Parsees reject burial because it defiles the earth, and reject cremation because it desecrates fire.
After more than ten centuries, it is now the vultures which are dying off, the result of a mystery virus. Zoroastrianism itself is said to be endangered worldwide because of intermarriage: practitioners cannot convert to the religion; they have to be born into it.
An inquisitive, gently persistent former BBC documentary film‑maker has now gone in search of the original Zarathustra, and produced a delightful, rambling, informative book about his quest.
It rambles, I dare say, because the truth is that Zarathustra’s life and times are wrapped in the mists of the Bronze Age, some 3,500 years ago, and only an ancient book of his sayings has come down to us.
Most people, if they have heard the name Zarathustra at all, know it from the Richard Strauss music whose awesome opening bars introduce Stanley Kubrick’s movie 2001: A Space Odyssey.
Yet as Paul Kriwaczek explains, this prophet from the steppes Asia has a claim to be one of the three great religious legislators of the world, alongside Christ and Mohammed.
More than 1,000 years before either was born, he taught the message of a single universal god, of Heaven and Hell and the coming of a Messiah.
These ideas were passed down directly to Judaism, and thence to Christianity, during the 1,000 years or so of close association between the Jews and the Persians, before the arrival of Islam They were put into words in what is now Iran, around the time of the Persian emperor Cyrus the Great who, in the sixth century BC, presided over the first multi‑racial, multi‑faith empire from the Mediterranean to the Hindu Kush.
He was succeeded by Darius, a practising Zoroastrian; among his subjects were the Hebrews exiled from Judaea, and one of them, the biblical Ezra was charged with returning to his homeland and reshaping Judaism as it was practised by the exiles.

How much of Zoroaster, or Zarathustra, entered Judaism is hard to say, but passages in the Dead Sea Scrolls, 300 years later, show how much the Jewish faith had accommodated itself by then to Zoroastrian beliefs about the end of the world.

These included the image of paradise (the Persian word for a garden), and the idea that the forces of good would be victorious at the end of time.
The devil was also a Zoroastrian concept. In original Hebrew belief there was no independent force of evil.
The author’s journey takes him from a teaching college in Samarkand to ancient dolmens outside the shattered city of Sarejevo, from the remains of a Zoroastrian fire‑temple in northern Afghanistan to the snow‑covered ruins of another temple by Hadrian’s Wall.
This was one of several sites in Britain where the Roman legionaries practised their own version of Zoroastrianism, venerating one of its Persian deities, Mithras.
Cold and complaining he struggles up to the bleak summit of Montsegur in France, where 500 Cathar heretics crammed into a fortified citadel, held out for ten months before surrendering their last refuge to the might of the Roman Catholic Inquisition, which proceeded to burn 220 of them.
The Cathars followed Zoroastrian principles, believing life was a struggle between opposing forces of good and evil, and had to be lived in total honesty, striving for goodness and forgiving one’s enemies.
Under one name or another, these beliefs have survived the hostility of churches and states down the ages, even though Zoroaster himself remains a shadowy figure who largely exists through 2,000 years of commentaries on his hymns and sayings.
His religion, ancient as it is, remains unique in that it appears never to have initiated wars, pogroms, massacres or inquisitions but remained true to its values of ‘good words, good thoughts and good deeds’.
This was the phrase of a templekeeper in a grove of cypress and myrtle in the stony hills above Yazd in Iran, where Paul Kriwaczek ends his journey, listening to an outdoor service attended by a handful of the 50,000 or so Zoroastrians left in Iran.
As for the Parsees, they have solved the problem of declining vulture attendances. Solar reflectors have been installed in the five Towers of Silence, speeding decomposition and silencing complaints about the smell.