Keepers of the Kalachakra is a historical, mythological, science-fiction thriller which revolves around an ancient concept of Buddhism. The plot stretches far and wide. So far and so wide, that one gets a feeling of being lost in a desert of words.
The frequent changes in the timeline and locations of the narratives make the book all the more confusing and absolutely boring.
The writing makes use of many mystical concepts, scientific theorems & researches, historical incidents and, conspiracy theories which the writer weaves in unnecessarily with the story. This makes the book overtly informative and often it feels like it has slipped from the plot.
The worst part of the book is its characters. All the characters are just so complex and towards the end, some characters are made to look absolutely stupid and out of their character. The character introduction is too long and broken into too many parts too many times. The Islamist character of Masoud was the most boring of all and i found myself skipping the pages when the writer talked about him. It wasn’t clear till the end who the real protagonist was. The only likable character for me was sage Brahmananda, as he spoke the least but spoke all sense, while Mikhail a Russian character, talks so much that it reminds one of the university days, when there arrived a professor, and majority of the class would murmur under their breaths, ‘oh get ready to get brain-fried.’
The entire book is an overload and overdose of information. So much so that it feels like a gassy mind, just like a gassy stomach when eaten too much of anything good or bad.
The book could have been more concise in terms of pages. The overload of information could have been edited to cut down at least 150 pages.The book seemed like it was treated like a dumping ground, for all the research the writer has undertaken to help him write it. It felt like Ashwin Sanghi was overwhelmed with his own research, and instead of weaving a neat plot around it, he just emptied it out for the readers. It gives out a mixed and confused notion about the writers intention. Was he churning out an interesting read, or merely riding on the over confidence, his publishers have instilled in him, because of his previous works.
After reading the first few pages it did feel like Ashwin Sanghi has been greatly influenced by Dan Brown, but down the several pages, one gets to know the intellectual levels and the level of the art of story narration of the two. Ashwin Sanghi is just another hamming artist who strives to be the original but is millions of galaxies away from the original.
The whole read was like a C-Grade Bollywood flick, that was promoted till the pinnacle but was totally empty inside. A classic case of beautiful packaging with substandard stuff within. This was the first time for me to read Ashwin Sanghi, and i must say i got swayed by his previous reviews of books, and this one came to me as a present from one of my favorite writers, and so i started to read it, without reading the positive or critical reviews about it online, so as to not polarise my thoughts and give the book a fair read, without being influenced.
I must conclude, saying this- that i would never ever read any of Ashwin Sanghis books though The’ Krishna Key is also a part of my present.
I do not wish to be one in “ a million copies sold” band wagon.
Both my books are up for donation if anyone would like to have them.!