CATACOMBS

His ancestors had murdered an innocent girl in their temple’s cellar. And his folks had since fallen prey to the wrath of her unreposed spirit…
Her inexorable curses would hunt down, through the generations, every member of the branch- one of their clan, Madhu was warned...
His mother would often relate the tragic end of her siblings all of whom died of a strange disease, one after another…
He realized that none of his folks died a natural death in the last hundred years!
And his people were afraid he would be the next victim.
But he was an agnostic, and a communist to boot.
He, like his rationalist uncle, did not believe a word of what his people said until…
…until one day he recognized who the girl that saved his life really was.
An esoteric fable of a boy and a ghost. Of love that transcends time and space, of love that defies death.
…Of a realm of anarchy where love and truth lay at the mercy of vice.
A story handed down through the generations, in which myths, facts and imagination struggle for survival.
A medium brow book that should, purportedly, entertain, edify and leave the reader enchanted.