Mumbai, a city of dreams for many. But for others, a nightmare. Behind the faade of lustre and glamour churns a seething underbelly of squalor, corruption and crime.
Mumbaistans three explosive crime novellas unravel the subterranean secrets of maximum cityfrom the teeming maw of Dharavi and the wanton streets of Kamathipura to the swank high-rises of Bandra.
A prostitute, her lover and a policeman play for high stakes in Bomb-Day. Injectionwala exposes chilling medical malpractices and a lovelorn vigilantes twisted game plan. In Coma Man, a man awakens from coma after twenty years, and sets out in search of his wife and himself.
Macabre love stories, conniving cops and hard-boiled slumlords form the backdrop of a schizophrenic city that is brooding...dying.
Welcome to Mumbaistan; a gritty, compelling take on the megalopolis that lives on the edge.
Piyush Jha’s ‘Mumbaistan’ is an intense sensitively put in felony in the fictitious landscape of Mumbai, with a milieu of characters who are as gaudy and infamous as they appear, from concubines, thugs, fanatics and constabulary searching for adore, fornication, emancipation, reprisal and salvation, and in the course, either discovering themselves or going astray on the swarming boulevards of the conurbation.
The initial assortment sets off with ‘Bomb Day’, recounted devoid of empathy, where a comfort lass, endeavouring to get away from her fateful verve with her aficionado and a acme cop connect in a warped fixture of masque, where the cop intimidate a transformed hoodlum to seize disturbing help of the instigators malefactor, whose scheme is to pierce the interior sphere of Pakistani radicals in the offing to waft up the conurbations ganglion. The lady is wedged in the battledore and finish up being trapped in the shuttlecock, while the cop simply mined on salting away his adored Mumbai.
‘Injectionwala’ is an all out rendering of medical misconducts germane in the metropolis, where a loath attento is manoeuvred by the lady he cares for, to purge the medical union of deceitful crooked specialists and administrators functioning an illicit business in individual appendages.
The ‘Coma Man’ is a chalk and cheese yarn putting down no space for a casualty of communal uprising, who has clinched on to unconsciousness to get up after nineteen years to decide on the bits of his existence, and locate that all in the region of him has altered and sets out to locate his companion and the verve he had prior to the insurrection, to discern who he was and who his exact associates in reality were, only to eradicate himself forever.
You discern that will ensue to the characters but don't recognize at what time or why and consistently the writer covenants with a different tag to grasp your gasp and it's not just trepidation that crafts this piece work but that the central characters has poignant cabling and the lone moral fibre we mind in relation to and in spite of precognition the mere one we identify with on virtually each folio.
Overflowing with twirls and twists, the volume is no enchanted magic but a spellbinding tome with the writer prognostic about the bona fide depiction of Mumbai, where blissful finale might or might not ensue and is an inclusive enclose of a ternary of romances that endeavour at beguiling the booklovers.
The reserve seizes them the length of a passage that they haven’t subsisted before, in the milieu of a conurbation so ruthless that it is proficient to joggle out of the nirvana trance, seeking to spatter out each bloke that it doesn’t reckon laudable, where a single stride at this juncture and close by can dispatch you dipping along a trench so sinister and subterranean that at hand is no means reverse.
This is innovative epoch racont and is too secure to shadowy slapstick with the order departing afar the sphere of intricacy taut in concert, where the writer parade menace and morbid, and absolutely corrodes the pliable elements of individual creatures whose existence is not to be engaged by its visage, but with perverted ethics and twisted conventions to twinset one’s want, which perchance is the conquest jiffy for the inscription, shuddering the booklover to the nucleus separating as a fresh amalgam of sensations, which will query your way of life and worship.
The writer incarcerates the conurbations frame of mind and woes in chic, with the commentary being austere but ocular, the insinuations disconcerting and the upshot blaring out to you and importunate you to waken up and witness that all is not fine in the region of you.
The chronicles are laid down not just in the region of familiar pointers but also in the region of gardens of remembrances or grates from the heaving orifice of Dharavi and the gratuitous avenues of Kamathipura to the ritzy apartments of Bandra with a chronological outline of Mumbai's lofty and squat faces, which you can recognize with the unpretentious, factual verve characters.
The novelists inscription chic cooperate on ecstasy and expectancy at the fitting moment with the fashion of voice-over being very brusque and to the tip, yet extremely out of the ordinary with one legend soaring on to the other and fetch imaginary tales into veracity by his incredible account of Mumbai in a manner as if you are encompassing an existent saunter through the paths and pointers of the metropolis with the writer and the dispositions, where one could see in your mind's eye the tinkle in the conurbation and nous the stillness and vanished lure of the old metropolis.
The narrative is extremely passionate with the three tales enterprising poles apart but consistent premises, which approach in concert to shape a prevaricated jam-packed entwines, where you will sense the catecholamine precipitate once you turn over through the leafs outlining the conurbations perilous and menacing curves, where the persona grata stride out of the sheets of the paperback as true existent spirits of the city ceaselessly in commotion.
A super absorbing adsorbent convert for adherents of felony literature, Mumbaistan is as mushy as they appear and is a charming indulgence of spicy spellbinding mesmeric crime squat accounts with not a sole dreary flash with an unsullied tone exhaled into the space and is a utter enchantment which rather than exigent level-headedness, wobble out three felony yarns with narrative high spirits with caginess rather than being exultant.
Title: Mumbaistan ♠ Author: Piyush Jha ♠ ISBN: 9788129120175 ♠ Binding: Paperback ♠ Published: 2012 ♠ Publisher: Rupa Publication ♠ Pages: 248 ♠ Language: English