I wanted to like this book, but just couldn't. A lot of it has to do with me. I thought I cared about Hindu Mythology and I'm really not all that interested.
But a lot of it has to do with the way this book is written. The author seems convinced that the reader, as a person from the Western world, is completely incapable of understanding Hindu thought. This means he spends most of the book talking down to the reader. The author also has a great deal of passion for some areas, which leads to long stretches of us having to hear about how Hinduism is the most beautiful langauge in the world. It also leads to him telling the same story over and over and over and glossing over a bunch of stuff. In addition, the author likes to talk a lot about non-Hindu mythology, sometimes in a comparative sense and sometimes just because he can, apparently. He usually follows these comparisons by saying that Hinduism is so unique that any comparism doesn't work.
Look elsewhere for info about Hindu myth. Unless you want to hear a folklorist go all fanboy.