A Gods in The Glass City Saga Manthan by Abhishek Mishra

Gods in the Glass City is a conspiracy thriller about a smart city that edits reality with polite screens. By day, Amaravati sells “calm.” By night, it quietly decides what the public will see. The result is a churn—manthan—where nectar and poison rise together, and no one is sure which cup is in their hand.At the center is Mridula Sharma, an archivist who trusts paper over dashboards. A late-night file and a small mismatch on a “donor lane” turn her into a witness. Kaal, a street-clever listener, hears the city’s hidden beat—1, 2, 3, hold, 4—and begins to measure how long “safety” holds harm in place. Together with Kashi, a steady ex-cop, they collect small proofs: a stamp, a serial, a minute that won’t learn a new name. In the glass towers, programs with soft names—City Balance, mohini_gate, Vajra—choose which truth to pour. Varun slides into a quiet chair that looks like it has been waiting for him; Maya keeps the tone clean; a convoy meant for a hospital ends at a data annex. Calm is arranged. Costs are hidden.What to expect: short, tense chapters; plain language; human stakes. Each chapter ends with a brief paradox note and a sharp hook to the next. The book favors touchable proof—ink, paper, time—over jargon. It begins with a prophecy in an old room and builds toward a simple, stubborn question: can a record made by hand outlast a story made by code?If you like thrillers where small acts refuse to vanish, this is your book.