LOCUST

       Characters
       Farmer
       Farmer's wife
       Group 1
       Group 2
       Voice 
       Gigo
       Nut 1
       Nut 2
       Nutty 1
       Nutty 2
       Director
       News reader
       Prime minister
       Visitor


( The villager is seen standing there swinging a sli ngshot with a mine, just as his wife arrives with rice.)

Farmer:   I used to watch you from the front. I see                      a  red gown flying over the edge and my                     hunger is a aroused. bring it, bring it                          quickly, can I bring it?

Wife:        I made buttered bread with lye and                              reddish salad. did you like it?

Farmer:    wow, wow, that's where my spear went                       ...bring it, take it. (he opens the rise                             before eating the farmer old Thor first                       spoon in front of the women's face.) 
                   
Wife:        now be ashamed, you have become the                      father of child.

Farmer:   that's why your master died a little,                              that's why the burden on you was                                 reduce little. take a good mouth, I'll eat.

Wife :       now start eating.

Farmer:   no this is the sturboneous of the farmer. 
                  If you take it yes, it is not possible.

Wife:       oh, you are so heavy! bring it. (Eats. then
                 he feels Patel's face with that spoon too.                      then they both eat) nature has bestowed                    a heavy seal on the year of on.

Farmer:   yes, yes. then we will pay the money                            lender's interest.

Wife:        and from above, even in the house, the                      whole grain of the bull is scattered on                        the floor.

Farmer:   yes tha waves are heavy, the waves are                      heavy. the love of a child has dragged me                    a lot. this year, I  have now set on the                          iron food and cross river with ease. 

Wife:        yes, and now let's take gigi's hand in                            marriage. this will stop your quarrels                          from happening.

Farmer:  why are you tried, patlani? There is still a                   lot to be done in  life!

Wife:       if you do, you will be in trouble! if I make                   you join hands in this work, both father                     and son will be shaken, and the sky will                     fall in place. that field on parchham has                     now been filled, so do you work like a                         Tiwari at night? you are a little bit                               qustions.

Farmer:   yes yes but the families of these...

Wife:        may all your trouble be as good as yours.                    do not be a fool to yourself. May all your                    troubles be over. let me tell you today.

Farmer:    oh yes! wow! it was a lot of a fun.(both                       drink a group of young man and                                   women come out singing on the side                           walk.)

Group:      the farmer is angry, angry, angry.
                   The day is full of kindness,
                   On brother's sister in law is coming,
                   On the sister of the goas Panchal
                   There, the in lows are in a state of chaos
                   The flickering lamps are the talisman of
                   the womb....

Wife:         How the whole village went med and.                         into a frenzy! the bull of one set down,                       defeated . The  bull turned its back as if
                   it were Indra!

Farmer:    yes, yes, it's like someone is fighting and
                   arguing. I don't even remember you.                           having done a single thing in the year                        of the lord .

Wife :       Oh, the glory of the one above! let me go                    with you, and you too .take, hold this                          treasure in your hand.

Farmer:   otherwise, even this gossip, even if it is a                    favourite song, is held, and the hand,                          and even this birds are eating it. Did                            Nanak Sahib say a song?
                              
                   Ram's sperrow is ram's farm
                   Eat until you're full, you grumpy one.

Wife:          Whatever you wish, I am going.

(Slowly the evening hours descend. The sound of the farmer come from afar. Somewhere a hymn is heard. Somewhere the sound of a hours walking. The farmer gets off the platform, he takes  off his hat, gets water from the bucket, washes his face and lies down comfortably slowly the nightfalls. suddenly the sounds of the drums in plate start to sound. the sound gradually gets louder. the sound of singing in the group.)

Group 1:      the border guards played the drums                            loudly,
                      The plate is titled diagonally,
                      There is a cry, the radio is on,
                      Work up, came jasa,
                      The Jasa has come. to jasa has come,
                       Run, run, run, run.

Group 2:       no, no, no, no, no, no, jasa,
                       This is the wrong side of the world,
                       No goatee, no bread,
                       No, gun in hend, house
                       This is some kind of difference,                                     Something has differently gone                                     wrong, hot torches appear on the।                               seams.

Group 1:       someone came out with torches,
                      No daggar no spear,
                      Someone with a stick in their hand,
                      Someone take a sword and  share it.

( The farmer Also lights the lantern  first. he raises it. A voice as if someone is asking loudly from the neighbouring field.)

Voice:           Hey vihabhai, where did I come from?

Farmer:       somehow, who was crying, run away.                          the drums and trumpets where                                    beating, And it was like a funeral pyre.

Voice:           say something softly.
  
Farmer:       and tha village seems to be pushed                              toward the border.

Voice:           look even in the fields on the border of                        the this half way border, the heat has                          started to spared.

Farmer:       yes, I will light this bundle. ( he lights                          the bundle.)

Group 1:      the swarms of locust come and  went,
                      Clouds of black locusts swarm,
                      Whispering, hissing,
                      Swarms of black locusts.

Group 2:      the locust have come, the locust have                          come , go ahead, go ahead.
                      The god of time has ground wings,
                       Go ahead, go ahead.

(The farmer's wife also arrives in the field painting  she too sets the sheaves alight.)
 
Wife:            I am sitting here gigi's father if I sit                              here for a moment then year is better.                        or who knows where these came.                                from? This is the name of the                                        hardness of the luck!

Farmer:       now, my heart is my heart. we will do                          it together. for now you should keep                            steering this pot. Will this fire go out                            while you do this?

Wife:            the sky has burst, and I am turning my                        back on a cloud.

Farmer:        I bow down to you with my hand                                 clasped together. Be patient,

(Giga's arrival.)

Wife:            why giga? what news did you bring?

Gigo:             mother these locusts have devastated                          our village, living not a single grain of                        wheat behind.

Wife:            oh my God. can I sit down?

Farmer:       you are like this, my child. It will be a                          while. will you be able to take about                             your past? so be patient.

Wife:         now what will you do? I will die and                           die!

Farmer:     let us speak of  this time is the time of.                       the moon! it is is if there where a hand                       on its side, a book of accounts.

Gigo:         hey father isn't that locust? I saw it  the                      first time!      

Farmer :  every 8 to 10 year, its clawe grow bake.                     only a few years later, the clawe grow                         back and its clawe grow  back once a                          day.  

Wife:      we believe that now eat has been                                  avoided. now it is not only not to be born,                  but we knows from where it will come to                  us!

Group 1: some says Central Asia, 
                 someone says Africa,
                 some says from Nicobar, 
                 someone says America.

Group 2 : someone may say that it is not his clan,                      there is no origin; 
                  taking the from of a whirelwind 
                  dusty dust.     

Group 1 : he doesn't like the population,
                  he does not like happiness;
                  this is the communication of the devil,                        nameless grief  

Group 2 : the swarms of locusts came and went,                        small of locusts bursting forth,
                  black cloud, dark Times,
                  swarms of black locusts.

Group 1 : the fields where eaten and the threshing                   flowers where laid bear,
                 the garden is full, the fance is broken,                         pierced by thorns, pierced by thorns,
                 the lives of many where ruined.    

(Suddenly, there are muffled cries of cries of ararat shrill rasping sound.)

Nut 1 :    now look at this, the drama is over.     

Nutty 1:  so soon dead play must be over so soon?
                 it only lasted 15 minutes!

Nut 1 :     the author has written and send this                           much.

Nutty 1:  I will have to send another one now.

Nut 2 :    the play is just that. the author met me.                      he used to say that my play is complete.

Nutty 1:  so what's happening is that nothing will                    be understood.

Nut 1:    And is there any play about locusts in this
               day and age?

Nutty 2:  What will the people of our city.                                     understand about this locust feed?

Nutty 1:   People will say, where did this folklore
                  Come from?

Nut 1:      Is this a play or a diary?

Nutty 1: And then again, there must be some.                           purpose or lesson,  right?

Nutty 2: What else did she say? If we give advice,
                won't the critic be disappointed?

Nut 1:     Yes, yes, they would say that the play was
                 not artistic.

Nut 2:      It's over.

Nutty 1:   But hey? You tell me is there any.                                  purpose to this?

Nut 2:      Come on, talk to me. Sita has been
                  Kidnapped, right? We've been                                        rehearsing for so long and you don't
                  understand anything?

Nutty 1:   No I don't understand anything. It seems
                  very straightforward and simple. But 
                  You understand, right?

Nut 2 :     little by little.

Nutty 1:  So tell me, what's the point in that?

Nut 2:      (Sighing) To be honest, I feel the same                         way as you. I don't understand anything                     either.

Nutty 2:   What is there to understand in a play,
                  really?

Nutty 1:  Why? Let's explain the play, shall we?

Nutty 2:   If you understand, what is the point of.                        the play? I mean, what is art?

Nutty 2:   Yes, that's correct!

Nutty 1:  But to just go and play a role without
                understanding it? I don't enjoy it at all. I
                don't get involved at all. It's like I'm not
                evan in the role.

Nutty 2:  Don't act up, you idiot. Just be mindful of
                 the audience.

Nut 1:      The audience is only interested in such.                      things.

Nut 2:       don't even mention the he word                                   "samifamj"  a few open conversations,
                  a few anecdotes, a few non vegetarian                        jokes, a few teasing and ambiguous                              dialogue.

Nutty 2:    That's just our play.

Nutty 1:    But that's not the case in this play.

Nut 1:      yes, that's true. this won't work.

Nut 2:      let's call that director.

Nutty 2:  how does he even know about joints?

Nutty 1:  you are so out spoken, Ali! I’m telling you                   that the audience...

Nutty 2:  the audience is like this. the more we                          abuse them, the closer they come to us,                      the more than become ours.

Nut 1:     Alas, but now this whole theme is getting                  off topic!

Nutty 1:  either way, we'll bore the audience.

Nut 2:     call that director!

Nut 1/ Nut 2/Nutty 1:  yes, yes, call.

(Actress 1 goes inside and brings out the director.)

Director:  tell me, what did you do, children?

Nut 1:       is this drama supposed to in here?

Director:  yes, that's the idea.

Nutty 1:   but if we do that we won't understand                       anything.

Director:  why, what is there that you don't                                   understand?

Nut 2:        we don't understand anything about                            this Locust feed .

Director:  Understand that this Locust is a symbol.

Nutty 1:  but who will understand that?
 
Nutty 2:  the symbol should be a little clearer, 
                right ?

Nut 1 :   if it is clear, what is the symbol for?

Nutty 2 : clearly, like that woman from                                         Maharashtra....

Nut 2:     neither open nor covered.

Nut 1:     whereas this is like the woman of Gujarat                  completely closed.

Nutty 1:  and those critics will say that the theme                    is out of date. the symbolism is not fully                      clear. it does not create convention.

Director: so what should we do?

Nut 2:      do that. change the symbol or add  an                        extra one. for example, bring in the                              plague bug, pneumonic.

Nutty 2:  yes, yes, it's fresh and current. those who                  are interested in contemporary social                          issue will also like it.

Nut 1:     otherwise do this bring up the subject of                    the virus.

Nutty 1:  could something riotous come out of                           this,? people get enlightenment, while we                   get drama!

Nutty 2:   so, just say, "a bread is a bread, and a                          broom is a broom."

Nut 1:      but if we do this, want is be a diversion?

Nutty 2:   whether the women is from home or                            outside, the subject remains the same.                        only the character changes!

Nutty 1:   very blunt! be mindful of the audience.

Nutty 2:   it's not okay to play a game and break                         the five letter word in bag.

Nut 2:     it's not possible to go get buttermilk and                    hide it from the maid. 

Nut 1:    the doctor can't go home and hide his                         things.

Nutty 2:  it's not okay to be a Gujarati women on                      your honeymoon.

Director: that's it, that's it. now think ahead. what                     should we do with the play?

Nut 1:     let's bring the plague first.

Director: let's bring it (to group 1) come on, you                         start.

Group 1: this is the village of Surat
                gold's of face village
                The lastest news has happened
                 The twelve headed eagle spoke.
                 That's it, that's the old one,
                 They dug up a hill and took out a ret.
                 If you weith the weith of the Sun;
                 The 12 year old boy said.
                  There will be floods, the dam will break
                  The village will be destroyed,
                  Run, brother, run, run, brother, run,
                  
Newsreader: there has been stampede in the                                   entire City. people have started                                     pouring into the station and bus                                   stand.  there are reports that some                               people have even rented special                                   vehicles for 5000 rupees people have                           started migrating indiscriminately                               instruction being given by the                                       minister that.....

(Voice of the minister) therefore, it is requested to the public that there is no breach anywhere in the embankment on the river. this is just a rumor. it is a public request not to leave one's please or house

Group 1:  the village does not listen,
                  don't listen to the village Wells,
                 all deep ears, just keep your eyes open.

Director: but wait, this doesn't fit at all. this is a far                    cry from out original symbol.

Nut 2:      that's good, something different should                       happen. critics will say that director has                     made a beautiful use of bertolt brecht's                       style here. the play wright has presented                   his point clearly, yet without being                               presentations so late it happen.

Director: no, no, but completely headless...

Nut 1 :     But  I'm saying, bring that plague or the                     virus.

Group member: what if we design a TV frame?
 
Nutty 2:  yes, it will be a bite of a new experiment.

(Group members should from a TV frame with their bodies. the news reader should read from the middle of the frame.)

News reader: according to the news we just                                       receive 10 people have died due to                               plague in Surat.

(Scene: someone catches and kills rats. someone kills fleas. someone sprays medicine. someone dose a dismemberment at the bus stand or railway station )

Nut 1:   the stampede goes out of frame.

Nut 2:   the real action is outside the frame. that's                  truth!

Nutty 2 : yes, everything else inside the frame is                      just politics.

Nutty 1:  I don't understand.

Director: let me explain, hear's a view from inside                   the frame.

Prime minister (to visitors): our research team of scientist and doctors has said that the epidemic that has spread in the city may not be plague. it may be some kind of virus related disease people need not worry at all. the government is taking appropriate and urgent steps.

Visitor:   but there's stampede in my area. what's                    the point? so many dead rats are coming                    out.

Prime minister: those rats had come from Maharashtra during the floods in Surat. they are coming out of the garbage dump. they did not die of plague.

(Outside the frame, a scene of people with tumors growing out of their armpits, in a hospital or at home. a scene of commotion  in a house due to the death of one of them. stampede taking place
 somewhere.)

Nut 1.    Now can't we bring something riotous                       into this rush?

Director: no no what is the connection between 
                  plague and riots?

Nut-2:      why? Otherwise what connection did these locusts have with the plague ? And what connection does it have it riots? they can happen at any time, for any reason ,weather related for unrelated.

Director:  but after the play things fall apart.

Nut 1:     that's the fun.  if it doesn't work, what's                    the point of the game? If it doesn't work,                  what's the point of the play?

Nutty 2:  yes, yes. the land of joy is a Paradise!

Nut 2:     oh ho ho! You've made it so heavy. you're                  so...

Nutty 2: tell me I'm neked ! I'm neck only in drama                  there's nothing wrong with that here it's                    about telling and showing what's real.                        weather it's a scoundrel in Nagarwad or a                  dramatist, everyone is the same.

Nutty 1:  so bring that one from the temple 
                 mosque!

Director:  no I don't want to stop the play!

Nutty 1:   why would there be a problem with that?

Director:  has the government seen parents? has it                    seen its sensor sword? it will cut them                        off?

Nut 2:      but should we do it in rehearsal? Is not,                     we'll remove it if we feel like it.

Director: no, no. it's hard to cut anything out after                     rehearsals, nobody likes thire role to be                     cut short. everyone wants to say in the                       frame.

Minister in the frame: there have been no                  communal riots anywhere in the city. only one stubbing  incidence has taken place due to enmity the townspeople are being asked not to listen to rumours and to continue their business as usual.

(Outside the frame, scenes of riots, beatings, stone pelting, Carnage, private and police shootings.)

Group 1:  it's just a little bit climbing. it breaks                           down when given the chance. opposite                       each other, side by side, swans of locusts                   are causing a stir!

Nutty 2:  wow, this is a perfect match. how                                  beautifully woven is the locust symbol?

Nut 2:    that's the fun of improvisation the actor                    understands what no one else                                        understands. the actor reveals meanings                    that the writer didn't intend. the audience                  sees things that the director didn't                                understand. nothing  is predetermined, set                or perfect!

Group 2: some says bacterial, 
                 some says it's viral, 
                 some says it's pneumonia.
                 someone who is no neurotic!

Group 1: a 12 year old boy speaks.
                 The old saying goes.
                 The temple will be destroyed, the                                 mineralist will be destroyed. people will                     live among themselves. the dam will                           break, the village will be destroyed.                             locust will come, plague will break out

Group 2: smallpox, scarlet fever, yellow fever,                           a strenge fever, or flu will spread, the                         scum will be spilt, the scum will be spilt,
                 A thorn will be stuck in the foot.

Group 1: with a new spring in an old wound, 
                 who will dig the deep pit?
                 in the fear of blood sucking wounds.                           someone will sprinkle solt on top.

Group 2: is it bacterial? or is it viral? this is a                             wonderful bicycle!

Group 1:  my bicycle is running,
                  the money is borrowed,
                  my bicycle is running.
                  the bicycle runs, the bicycle runs...

(All the actors are engaged in the action and stillness, in a mime performance where they are all riding bicycles.)




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