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on 19-Nov-01 09:42 AM
I heard some people are taking credit for this "master piece." Among other things one particular individual, i have heard, is saying in the board that this piece was written about him/for him.
For the record before this particular individual start saying he wrote this himself, I, Namita Kiran-Thuene, wrote this and I have the copyright. Don't even think of taking the credit, buddy!
I thought it was apparent why this particular piece came about but let me spell it out once more. This piece is dedicated to Atmaram Tripathi, who only "existed in Nk's fertile imagination," as he himself pointed out.
I have made some minor changes here. Rest is the same.
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An Explanation: A Three Act Play
[Curtain Lifts up. People are walking around aimlessly. Some singing Lucy in the Sky with the Diamonds, some reciting Maharbharata, one carrying Dante’s Inferno]
Atmaram Tripathi, wearing Dhaka Topi and tattered Nepali Poshak enters.
Atmaram Tripathi: Friends and Foes hear me out. I have an announcement to make. I exist only in NK’s fertile imagination.
Bashu: Harvard! Harvard! Me!!
Anepaliketa: Excuse me, what is going on?
NK: I wanted to make something clear….
Bashu: (interrupting NK) Harvard!
ABP: Bashu is the best!
Sunagava: What the hell has that got to with everything that is not happening here?
ABP: I don’t know. I am new here. But he is the Harvard Man.
Anepaliketa: Phew! Something smells in here.
Bashu: (agitated) To whom are you calling stinky pooh? (he thrashes his arms menacingly towards Anepaliketa.
[in this confusion Sunagava runs for cover. NK throws chairs at Bashu. Bashu throws yogurt (don’t ask me where it came from) at NK. Anepaliketa throws a killer punch at ABP and Bashu…]
Sishow enters amidst this chaos. His white beard flowing gracefully.
Sishow: Hare Shiva. Ram Ram what is going on here?
Bashu: (wiping yogurt off his face) Sishow! I never thought you had such a distinguish looking beard man.
Sishow: (in a ‘gambhir mudra’) Wise people are supposed to have a beard. Look at Jesus, The Prophet Abraham, Moses. OK Buddha did not have one but he had hair man. Piled on top. But anyway wise people….
Atmaram Tripathi: (Losing patience) But, I was saying I don’t exi……
[Before he could finish the curtain comes down]
Act II. Scene 1st.
Bagrawal walks in the center of the stage. Looks at ‘bebe’, rose, nothing, nobody. somebody and fulfills their needs accordingly. Changes the diaper, gives pacifier, feeds the bottle and goes into the far corner. Flops down on a rocking chair. Opens his ‘Playboy’ and starts to read in the dim light coming out of table lamp.
Act III. Scene 1
Trumpets. Beautiful sound of Cello emerging. The Supreme God walks in his majestic purple robe. Instead to Angels, Bits and bytes are hovering around sanGod's head.
sanGod: Enough. I say Enough. (walks briskly towards his massive keyboard). You are the first one to go.(he thunders)
NK: (meekly) But, what did I do dear god, SanGod? What was my ‘paap?’
SanGod: you talked too much. (and hits the delete key). Go to oblivioooonn!
NK: aaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhh….
SanGod: Turning to Anepaliketa You are next.
Anepaliketa: Me? (defiantly) What did I do? What was my fault?
SanGod: Witchcraft.
Anepaliketa: but, that was a long time ago. It is not fair.
SanGod: Doesn’t matter. Vamoose. Who says death is fair? (hits the ‘delete’)
SanGod: Hmmmm.. let’s see who is next? Yeah you Bashu!
Bashu: SanGod, my dear SanGod. We are buddies. Have you already forgotten? I am a smallGod.. what happened to Nepotism? I had been the know it all. I was doing so well. Why me? Why?
SanGod: Your fault? Your fault does lie in the pretending to know it all but in your …
Bashu: What , what?
SanGod: You talked too much of Harvard. My ear started to hurt. Painful. Go!
( with one stroke, Bashu joins all the others in Oblivion)
SanGod: Next. ABP.
ABP: Ok. Hey wait Bashu! I am coming. (before sanGod hit the ‘delete’ he is already gone)
SanGod: (turning to lone survivor). Sishow. My dear fella, it is your turn now.
Sishow: (bewildered) That is a surprise. Even for me. I had never had any impure thoughts. I always helped the neediest. I am a good student. A good friend….
SanGod: Exactly! That IS your problem. Don't you know this is Kaliyug?You are too much of a ‘goodie two shoes.’ Now go!
[the stage is quiet. Pin drop silence. The audience hears a whimper. ]
SanGod: Yo! Come out of that whole, Bagrawal. You are not going anywhere.
Bagrawal: I don’t believe you.
SanGod: As I said, this is Kaliyug. You will do ‘digbijaya’. You will rule the virtual kingdom and my man Paras will rule the Himalayan kingdom. Go. Conquer! Keep me posted.
Atmaram Tripathi: What about me? Please somebody clear my name. I never existed. It was the outcome of NK’s fertile imagination. Somebody help me.
[a distant voice of NK is heard.] He did not exist. For the last time, everybody he was a fictitious character. But mind you not the issue…
The End
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