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About The Book :
Pune. 23:41 Hrs.
The lockdown has emptied the streets. Inspector Vishwas Khare is called to a house where a dead man appears to have simply fallen asleep—his hands loose, shirt neatly pressed, nothing disturbed, everything too carefully arranged.
Then Khare finds a message to the man’s mother, speaking of two faiths that were never meant to share the same roof, while a fresh tattoo appears to offer another clue.
The case looks simple. Khare doesn’t trust simple cases.
A locked phone takes him from Pune to a forgotten birthplace in Solapur—and towards a reclusive painter whose work has remained a mystery for twenty-two years: Kismet Pariah, a name that means both fate and outcast.
A gallery. A minister. A laboratory. A jeweller. Each lead takes Khare deeper into a story that began long before the murder, until the dead man’s identity comes into doubt, his mother knows more than she should, and someone has gone to great lengths to keep the painter—and his past—buried.
Khare has thirty-one hours to find the truth.
Because some cases end, while some are only ever buried.
About The Author :
Ashish Suhas Sahasrabudhe works in banking IT, a disciplined, data-driven world built around logic, systems, and the architecture of things that must not fail. Perhaps surprisingly, it is also where his fascination with stories of identity, deception and fate has taken shape.
Kismet Pariah is his second novel, nearly a decade after his first. Based in Mumbai, he is drawn to the space where forensic precision meets human uncertainty—where a fingerprint, a tattoo or a single brushstroke can change everything.
His fiction explores the tension between what can be proven and what may never be fully understood.
When he isn’t writing, he finds inspiration in the restless rhythm of Mumbai, a city where, like his characters, people often reveal only what they choose to show.
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