Saturday, March 14, 2009

O My God!!!! (Short Play)

Scene I:

It’s a late evening. The Man and the Dog comes walking down a lonely road. The Man looks despondent and lost. He is an Atheist and is at the very edge of compromising his intellectual ideals and believes. He recently lost all his wealth in a gamble. He’s flat broke and left with a huge debt which he knows he can never pay back. He’s contemplating suicide but the only thing that stops him is his 4 year old daughter and his ever loving wife. He doesn’t know where to turn to for help and the situation is quite bleak. That morning he got a legal notice saying that all his movable and immovable wealth will be seized by the court if not he pays back the loan he took from a bank. “God alone can save him”.

Jimmy is two years old and is his pet dog. It’s a Labrador, jet black and most loyal to its master as any other dog is. It doesn’t need a leash around its neck when it’s taken out for a walk because it doesn’t dare defy its master’s commands. It walks proud beside its master with a red collar knowing that no one else can protect its master better than him. “Is the dog out for a stroll with its master or the master out with the dog?” I think it’s better to be left to your imaginations!

The Man sits down on a rock and stares at the Heaven, stretching his both arms at the star studded sky, his eyes brimming with tears.

The Man: “Oh God! I’ve defied you all my life and here I’m… I accept my defeat… Aren’t you seeing this??? Save me if you can…”

The Dog sniffs around in the nearby bushes and marks its territory by urinating at the bark of a tree.

Scene II:

God is sitting with a shot of one of the most exotic of ethereal whiskies in a crystal glass carelessly held in his hand. He is brooding of the biggest mistake that he committed – the creation of man. He was getting completely beaten down by the Devil and couldn’t match upto the candid evil of the Devil. And so he created man, the least, he’d be left with someone or something to sing in praise of him in spite of all his continuous defeats. But his biggest of the mistakes was not the creation of Man but to give him that extra thing called ‘Intelligence’ which God very discreetly avoided putting in any of his other creations. Now, Man, using his Intelligence as a tool, started speculating things – even the actions of his creator. God is loosing grounds and is worried that he is soon going to loose the trust, even of his created.

“Oh God! I’ve defied you all my life and here I’m… I accept my defeat… Aren’t you seeing this??? Save me if you can…” he hears a faint, distant sound from down under.

God keeps his shot of whisky aside and looks down to find a man with his both arms stretched and calling out for him. God smirked. “After all… There’s still hope…”

God got up and put on the best of his gowns and went down.

Scene III:

Suddenly God appears in front of the man and smiles at him. Man looks bewildered at God and rubs his eyes a few times. He struggles for a few seconds to come in terms with what has just happened to him. Jimmy becomes alert at the presence of someone new. He sniffs and gets the smell of whisky. He doesn’t like it and growls at God.

The Man: “Shhh… Jimmy. Behave yourself”

Jimmy wags its tail at its master but keeps guard least the drunkard attacks its master. Jimmy’s eyes keep darting between God and its master. It senses a danger and keeps an alert eye on the stranger.

The Man: Can I believe this??? Am I seeing what I’m seeing???

The God: My child. Believe what you see, for I’m the Real, the Illusion and the Merciful. I’m the God. I heard you cry out for me. And here I’m. Tell me child. What made your heart cry with such pain and passion for me?

The Man: O Divine! Don’t you know? Can’t you see my heart bleeding and resonating the melody of bliss of seeing you and all at the same time? Can’t you see that I’m dead and still alive? Can’t you…

The man completely breaks down and stoops at his knees, again stretching his arms at God. Tears trickle down his cheeks and he runs short of words… He keeps his stare on God and pleads with his brimming eyes.

God gets his victim and do not waste the chance to satisfy his sadistic pleasures. After all he too has emotions and was frustrated at his position. He maintains his smile.

The God: I see everything. It’s only your illusion that I’m blind – just the message from the wrong side of your brain that the Devil rules. But every Man has to go through this testing time. Though I’m your creator I do give you the liberty of choice. Though I’m your creator, I don’t want to rule you. Though I’m your creator, I don’t want to spare you the pains of your ignorance. I will put you through darkness for you to realize the glory of light. I will put you through pain and at times tortures for you to realize the worth of your existence. And all this and more because when you finally decide to come to me, I want you to realize that you are right in choosing me as the Savior, the Omnipotent, the Benevolent… The God.

The Man: Yes! Yes!! I do realize. I do realize it… All these years I’ve always denied your existence, always criticized your actions, always talked ill of you, threw stones at your image, laughed at people who sang praise of your glory… I… I… I did everything that was WRONG and yet… O, my!!! You Are the most merciful, the most benevolent, my savior… You are the GOD. I realize my mistakes. Here I’m. I’ll fall at your feet. Serve you the rest of my life…

The man stoops further and comes to a prostrate in front of God. He gets himself into a trance. Jimmy gets no clue of what’s happening. He sees his master lying flat on the ground in front of a drunkard. Jimmy keeps himself ready to pounce at the stranger at the first sign of any danger to its master.

“This is my chance. Give him what he wants and I get him as a slave for the rest of his life time. What more? He’s a fool unlike the others around me and he’s strong. Besides, he has his whims and fancies and as long as I can satisfy him, he’ll keep his trust and loyalty on me. I can groom him to be my next Commander. And the best Commander I can get too…”

God smiles at his little victory. He takes out his diamond studded magic wand with an ivory handle to shower his blessings on the man.

Jimmy smells danger and doesn’t hesitate a second. It pounces on the God and gets him right at the hand holding the wand. God shakes his hand violently and Jimmy is thrown aside with a good piece of bloody flesh between its canines. The wand flies off in another direction. God was completely shocked by this attack and he screams in pain. Jimmy gets to its all four and prepares itself for the next pounce. God doesn’t know what to do and he’s scared to his every nerve at the charging dog. He tries to grab his precious wand from the ground but decides for the better and flees for his life.

Scene IV:

The next day breaks open and the Man is still prostrating on the ground. Jimmy is lying next to him keeping an alert eye on its master and chewing on the ivory handle of the God’s magic wand. The first rays of the morning sun wakes him up from his deep slumber. He gets up on his knees and supports his fore-head with the palm of his hand. He has a splitting head-ache and feels his head heavy as if he was under some heavy dope. He tries to recollect the events of the previous night. He’s dazed and confused. His body is weak because of the heavy emotional toll of the previous night. He’s unable to keep his eyes open. He leans on a nearby boulder and looks around for Jimmy with his weary eyes.

The Man: Jimmy

“Woof” answers the dog in response and goes near its master wagging its tail and putting down the wand. Jimmy starts licking its master’s face and he tries to push the dog away. Suddenly he sees something glitter near his feet. Focusing his eye on it, he finds an exotic wooden rod studded with diamonds and with an ivory handle. He takes it in his hand and Jimmy tries to play with him, tugging at the other end of the wand.

The Man: Jimmy, no!

Jimmy doesn’t concede to its master’s repeated warning. It was too much in a playful mood and it gets paid for its playfulness. It gets a hard smack on its head and finally let go of the wand. The Man investigates the rod in his hand and fills with joy at his finding. He runs his fingers over the diamonds and starts laughing aloud in joy.

The Man: O God! You are truly Great… I believe you. You Are The Merciful, The Benevolent, The Savior… You Are The Divine, The God. Here I’m. Your servant for a life time…

Scene V:

God is sitting all lost and dejected in his luxuriously cushioned Golden throne. He has a shot of his favorite whisky in a crystal glass carelessly held in his hand. His personal dress maker who is a young lad is sitting around behind a sewing machine tailoring a new and fashionable gown for him.

The Dress Maker: May I ask you something?

The God: (Disturbed from his contemplative mood) Ahm… What’s it? Come again?

The Dress Maker: May I ask you something.

The God: Yes

The Dress Maker: What happened to that gown which I made for you the last week? You said you’d be wearing it for your friend’s wedding and today morning I find your chauffeur using it to wipe the wind shield of your car? Didn’t you like it? But you rewarded me with your precious ring when I made you that saying that it was the best that I’ve ever made for you!

God gulps down the rest of the whisky in the crystal glass before answering.

The God: Did I say that it was the best gown you’ve ever made for me? Sorry, my child. I forgot about that. Actually I didn’t like it. But didn’t want to discourage you and kill your good spirit. Besides, there was something wrong with the way you made it. It came tearing off when I tried wearing it for a trial. But that’s ok. I’m not angry at you for that. Anyone would have his bad day! And don’t look so dejected. I know you are the best dress maker in heaven. Or why would I employ you to make my dresses?

God walks upto the Dress Maker and caresses his head. The Dress Maker smiles most innocently at God’s attention and care. The chauffeur comes in to place the morning posts at God’s desk. He was listening to the whole conversation while he was walking the long carpeted way from the door of the room to the desk. He struts back till the door and once he came out of the room he startes rolling in mud with laughter.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Whenthis play is produced(and it should be) let me know, I will be in the front row on opening night. awesome!

Sandeep Patil said...

Awesome dude! Thoroughly impressive!
Very well thought...

If God is to read this, I'm sure S/he would laugh too at the end of it!

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