By Amish Tripathi
Curiosity, they say, kills the cat. Although in this case, it actually bells it. For those who have read the first two works of the Shiva Trilogy, there can be no reason for reading the third apart from sheer curiosity. In the third and last book of the series, author Amish Tripathi takes us through a 200-page story inflated into a 500-page story, marked with some interesting interpretations of mythology at all but the most crucial points.
Let me be honest, I've read the whole trilogy because of sheer curiosity. I'm not sure if it;s on purpose, but while the The Immortals of Meluha was good, The Secret of the Nagas was downright terrible - so terrible that it left a bad after-taste that could not be satiated by anything but a quenching of my curiosity. And The Oath of the Vayuputras is probably the worst of the worst, it's long, meandering story going virtually nowhere, with just not-so-interesting military strategies being pushed onto every page.
An absolutely unnecessary trip to Persia uses up a hundred more pages (including the unending debate on whether to undertake it at all) while the ending effectively makes all the reading redundant because well, things just fell into place and the bad guys just died. Like that! As if that was not bad enough, the attempt to build parallels with mythology was so forced, with unexplained dreams and hallucinations dotting the landscape, that just finishing the book seems like an achievement in itself.
Overall, a poor ending to a very mediocre series. Read it as a substitute for Chetan Bhagat, but nothing else.