'I'm Asavri Bhattacharya. I won the Indian Koel 3 years ago.' A young woman, dazed, covered in wounds, mind addled by drugs tells a TV journalist on the streets of Mumbai. Soon she breaks into a song, leaving everyone mesmerized by her melodious voice. How can she be Asavri? Asavri died in a car accident 3 years ago, soon after her win. Her body was cremated; her death mourned by the whole nation. Is the woman an imposter or is she telling the truth? News spreads like wildfire, the press and public begin clamouring for answers. If this is indeed the real Asavri, then who was cremated three years ago? And who is responsible for these macabre circumstances? Is it Tanya, the first runner-up who wore the victor's crown after Asavri was declared dead, or Rudra - Asavri's ex-husband? Or is it Kamini Devi - the glamorous MP with a sinister plan? Or Avniel - the film journalist - who shot to fame by writing Asavri's biography soon after her death? And why does Asavri keep muttering the name Monty. Who is he? Her tormentor or saviour. Kanchana Banerjee's latest is an exhilarating and chilling story about the dark side of fame.