As Viva turns 61 and decides that it's time to wind things down a notch, life deals her a whole new hand, which she plays deftly and with inventive grace. As Viva turns sixty-one, she decides to speed up the process of 'going junglee', as her husband once put it. But just as she has begun to back-pedal, de-clutter, disengage, go monochrome and all the other things people her age are supposed to do, life comes romping in again, with all its insistent, multi-coloured demands. Moni is dating someone who's just bad news. Perhaps Aidan, the vet with an interest in Indian mongrels, is the right man for her? What is Shruti's mysterious Nepal connection? How will her grandson Dhruv react to the arrival of Emanto? Should Viva be listening to the sinister Gautam-Gafoor's suggestions about media and mandawli? Should she have gone on that date with Raghav? Viva deftly bats these googlys and doosras that life throws at her, playing her second innings with an inventive grace. Three-Dog Night is imbued with all the drama of a life passionately lived, a life lived with nerve and verve.