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Vish Puri is as fond of butter chicken as the next Punjabi. And when there's plenty on offer at the Delhi Durbar hotel where he's attending an India Premier League cricket match dinner, he's the first to tuck in. Irfan Khan, father of Pakistani star cricketer Kamran Khan, can't resist either. But the creamy dish proves his undoing.

In one of the ten best mysteries of the year (Seattle Times), private investigator Vish Puri becomes embroiled in a high-stakes mystery involving one of India's most controversial commodities: love.

When Ram and Tulsi fall in love, the young woman's parents are dead set against the union. She's from a high-caste family; he's from the lowest strata of Indian society. Young Tulsi's father locks her up and promises to hunt down the "loverboy dog." Fortunately, India's Love Commandos, a real-life group of volunteers dedicated to helping mixed-caste couples, come to the rescue. But just...

Now featuring mouthwatering recipes from the Vish Puri family kitchen, this installment in Tarquin Hall's mystery series offers a taste of India alongside the thrill of a rich and fulfilling whodunit mystery.

Dubbed "a wonderfully engaging P.I." (The Times, London), Tarquin Hall's irresistible protagonist Vish Puri has become an international favorite through a series that "splendidly evokes the color and bustle of Delhi and the tang of contemporary India" (Seattle Times). Now the gormandizing, spectacularly mustachioed sleuth finds himself facing down his greatest fears in...

The latest adventures of Indian detective Vish Puri continues the series that "immediately joins the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency as representing the best in international cozies" (Booklist, starred review).

Murder is no laughing matter.

Yet a prominent Indian scientist dies in a fit of giggles when a Hindu goddess appears from a mist and plunges a sword into his chest.

The only one laughing now is the main suspect, a powerful guru named Maharaj Swami, who seems to have done away with his most vocal critic.

Vish Puri, India's Most Private Investigator, master of...

When India's Love Commandos rescue a young woman, who has been forbidden from marrying an untouchable, from a high caste family, she looks set to live happily ever after with the man she truly loves. But just hours before the wedding, her boyfriend, Ram, is abducted. Has his would-be father-in-law made good on his promise and done away with him? It falls to Vish Puri to find out. Unfortunately, he's not having a good month. He can't locate a haul of stolen jewellery. He's been pick-pocketed. And the only person who can get his wallet back is his interfering Mummy-ji.

The first in a detective series that "immediately joins the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency as representing the best in international cozies" (Booklist, starred review).

Meet Vish Puri, India's most private investigator. Portly, persistent, and unmistakably Punjabi, he cuts a determined swath through modern India's swindlers, cheats, and murderers.

In hot and dusty Delhi, where call centers and malls are changing the ancient fabric of Indian life, Puri's main work comes from screening prospective marriage partners, a job once the preserve of aunties and family priests....

Meet an unforgettable sleuth - Vish Puri, managing director of Most Private Investigators Ltd, Delhi. Cutting a determined swathe through contemporary India's swindlers, cheats and murderers, Vish Puri has a moustache to rival Hercule Poirot, and methods that resemble Sherlock Holmes.

A marvelous evocation of the entwined lives of man and beast, this colorful adventure story of the hunt for a killer elephant takes place in the remote Indian countryside. "Great travel writing. . . A must for anyone who thought intrepid adventure was a thing of the past".--Sir Ranulph Fiennes. of photos. Maps.

After10 years living abroad, Tarquin Hall wanted to return to his native London. Lured by his nostalgia for a leafy suburban childhood spent in south-west London, he returned with his Indian-born, American fiancee in tow. But, priced out of the housing market, they found themselves living not in a townhouse, oozing Victorian charm, but in a squalid attic above a Bangladeshi sweatshop on London's Brick Lane. A grimy skylight provided the only window on their new worlda filthy, noisy street where drug dealers and prostitutes peddled their wares and tramps urinated on the pavements. Yet, as Hall...