Mumbai. Money. Madness. Arjun Malhotra has everything. A corner office in BKC. A Patek Philippe on his wrist. A thirty-fourth floor apartment overlooking the Arabian Sea. A face that doesn't age and a mind that never stops. By every measure that matters in elite Mumbai society, he is perfect. But perfection, it turns out, has a cost. Told in Arjun's own voice - precise, seductive, and increasingly unreliable - The Indian Psycho follows a twenty-nine-year-old investment banker as he navigates the glittering, hollow world of India's ultra-rich. The parties. The deals. The watches. The performance of a life so carefully constructed that no one - not his friends, not his colleagues, not even he himself - can see what's building underneath. Something is building underneath. Dark, satirical, and razor-sharp, The Indian Psycho is a devastating portrait of ambition without purpose, wealth without meaning, and a society so obsessed with appearances that it has lost the ability to see what's right in front of it. For fans of American Psycho, Fleabag, and the novels of Aravind Adiga. In a country full of gods, nobody noticed the devil