‘A ripping good yarn, the fast-paced action given resonance by echoes of current moral, political and social issues... enduring and relevant now. As is the case in all the best myths of all ages.’ - The Times of India

‘An engaging mythological universe of arrogant gods, warring asuras and convoluted power play which resonates with contemporary politics' – Business World

‘Spicy concoction of myth, human drama, social satire and humour. Revisit our ancient myths, discovering their contemporary resonance with plenty of chuckles along the way' – Deccan Herald

‘A rollicking good read. It’s funny, it’s serious and it is a thriller’ – DNA

‘Lip-smackingly good fun. Genre-bending fiction, like a purana on modern politics narrated by a cynical, urban dilettante’ –Hard News

‘A grand and frothy manthan of myth, magic, palace intrigue, Wodehouse-ian humour and more! Nilanjan Choudhury uses the entire palette of good story-telling – humour, conflict, sex, dramatic reversals and action sequences that should have Hollywood pounding at Choudhury’s door. A modern-day Aristophanes!’ – Mahesh Dattani, Sahitya Akademi Award-winning playwright and film-maker

Something is rotten in the state of Amravati. A mysterious ailment afflicts Indra, reducing the omnipotent king of the gods to, well, not quite the man he used to be. To add to his woes, the Holy Trinity threaten to fire him for dereliction of duty. But Indra’s troubles wilt in comparison to those of his asura counterpart, Bali, ruler of Tripura. Even as Indra frets over his delicate health, an assassination attempt on Bali leaves the asura on the brink of death. ​



There is only one thing that can save both these men from certain doom: amrit, the mythical nectar. But to secure it, the gods and the asuras will have to cooperate and churn the Ocean of Milk together… Will Indra and Bali be able to set aside their ancient enmity, or will old rivalries keep them from pulling off this epic feat?

Saucy apsaras, paranoid asuras, scheming devas, ​
Caught in a tangled web of murder, myth and mirth...