2 a.m. Saturday
SCENE
I am sick of this play says The Writer.
He is dressed in a white toga on which is painted, 'VOTE FOR SATYADEV DUBEY, MP' (ref. Ira's very funny story about Dubey saab told after Tai chi class over coffee. at 7 a.m. Want to hear story and more like this come to Tai Chi class, Rs.3000 for beginners)
It's your lot, it's your parking lot! say Tyre Burning Window Smashing Chorus. (dark skinned, also in togas)
Rustom jerks like a puppet on strings.
(Hug a tree, hug a tree, quickly)
Eiga screams and menstruates wildly, tortured by an empty Bisleri bottle.
Crab scuttles across stage, clutching carabiner, juggling dates with two women and rapist.
Dust motes float on Bush's upside down picture, women put on lipstick and dodge South Indian accents.
Artist copulates wildly with 2 women. 2 D Painting gets toe-curling sex (lucky bitch, what about the rest of us!)
I give up! says writer. Everybody's mad. I'll write a novel instead.
Voice of God: It's 2 a.m.! Don't even try.
Enter mother: Dinner?
(Note the influence - I've just finished reading Evam Indrjit...superb...why did nobody bring Sircar up at the workshop?)
No! says protagonists (aka writer)
Enter Manasi, read Manaswini, dripping chlorinatied swimming pool water.
She intones: Sex?
No! says protagonists (aka writer)
End scene.
I'm drunk.
Is this allowed? Can Writer's Blog be so desecrated?
Who cares?
Why do I write this rubbish at 2 am? Why does one write anything?
At least I'm drunk.
What's your excuse?
I am sick of this play says The Writer.
He is dressed in a white toga on which is painted, 'VOTE FOR SATYADEV DUBEY, MP' (ref. Ira's very funny story about Dubey saab told after Tai chi class over coffee. at 7 a.m. Want to hear story and more like this come to Tai Chi class, Rs.3000 for beginners)
It's your lot, it's your parking lot! say Tyre Burning Window Smashing Chorus. (dark skinned, also in togas)
Rustom jerks like a puppet on strings.
(Hug a tree, hug a tree, quickly)
Eiga screams and menstruates wildly, tortured by an empty Bisleri bottle.
Crab scuttles across stage, clutching carabiner, juggling dates with two women and rapist.
Dust motes float on Bush's upside down picture, women put on lipstick and dodge South Indian accents.
Artist copulates wildly with 2 women. 2 D Painting gets toe-curling sex (lucky bitch, what about the rest of us!)
I give up! says writer. Everybody's mad. I'll write a novel instead.
Voice of God: It's 2 a.m.! Don't even try.
Enter mother: Dinner?
(Note the influence - I've just finished reading Evam Indrjit...superb...why did nobody bring Sircar up at the workshop?)
No! says protagonists (aka writer)
Enter Manasi, read Manaswini, dripping chlorinatied swimming pool water.
She intones: Sex?
No! says protagonists (aka writer)
End scene.
I'm drunk.
Is this allowed? Can Writer's Blog be so desecrated?
Who cares?
Why do I write this rubbish at 2 am? Why does one write anything?
At least I'm drunk.
What's your excuse?
posted by Anonymous at 1:52 am
4 Comments:
you need more whiskey. thats it. Luwangcha is having pms.
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You do realise that there is a delete post option... And the little garbage bin icon to delete comments. And even an edit post option...
Actually we did talk Sircar at the workshop, but didn't go beyond Michhil--The procession. I was carrying the English translation with me. Would have given it to you if I'd known you were interested. We didn't really bring up Indian playwrights at all, did we, though Carl had asked us to carry scripts. Wonder why...?
Anyway, if you are interested in Sircar, The Procession, Bhoma and Stale News are some of his later plays which he himself favours. These plays are not restricted by Act and scene divisions and fluidly move across time and space in a mode that Sircar calls Third Theatre. As far as I know, all the translations are available from Seagull Books.
Oh, by the way, for all those who were interested. I am extrmely sorry to tell you that e-stq has ceased to function as of this month according to the last newsletter I received. Have suggested that they charge a subscription fee to keep going. It's a really useful service..the only online theatre newsletter that covers all of India.
I'll forward the link to you. Please guys, won't you also write to them?
I thought it was an April fool thing... Are they really shutting down!?!
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