Please consider this a shameless plug for Sacred Games by Vikram Chandra.
It's been a while since I've read something as entertaining, by an Indian author. Most of what's on the shelves nowadays seems to be trying very hard to be meaningful or insightful. (The end result of these efforts is generally an impression that the author has tried too hard, or that India is a depressing place to live.)
Chandra, on the other hand, manages to make his points without NGO-esque angst. He writes about India's many woes, but with the understanding that there is often a constructive side to the chaos. From Napien Sea Rd. to the North East, from spy games to sex games, you'll find it all here.
So, read all 900 pages of Sacred Games. Enjoy the masala, with my very best wishes. And maybe if enough of us by the book, Vikram Chandra will have enough in his pockets to churn out another top-notch entertainer.