BLADE OF GRASS: A Play of universal love
“BLADE OF GRASS”
by bhaskarbenjamin (part script)
(a small play for all of us ‘big’ men who need to rediscover our inner child )
A tall proud tree
A black bird
A bright red-indigo flower
A (the) Sun
A blade of grass…… new born
Scene : Early morning…… dawn….. Sunrise
Black Bird (singing) :
I say… I say
What a beautiful day
Wake up… wake up…
Oh ! You lazy sun ray !!!
Sun (Showing its first sign):
Good morning ! Aha! Oho ! Yahoo !!
My dear Blackie…its good to see you !
I swear on this day… I surely swear..
I missed you Y’day…Pray, where were you ?
oh! Come on Sunny… please don’t talk like this
I was gone just for a day.. but did you miss
Me or your own bright rays… be true
As you and the clouds were locked in a kiss !?!
Ah! Well, who ever can win from you O black saint !
But I daresay, life is dull when you are not there to paint
My dawns and twilights on this blue horizon
With your sweet music …. So soulful… so quaint !!!
Red-indigo flower (opening its eyes):
Ah! To wake up like this….what a blessing !
Where yellow rays are dancing and black birds, they sing
But sometimes I prefer some peace…some quiet..
This Blackie chirps too much….. Ah! what a strange thing !!!
Good day! Indigo ! Good day ! Good day !
But don’t grumble.. do not fret.. as wise men, they say
Wake up with a smile and a glow and some joy
And end their days… with a thanksgiving.. and pray !!!
Oh! Wise Blackie !….. I almost forgot
That you are god’s angel, who has surely brought
All wisdom on this earth…. For us to imbibe
Good day to you !……. And, hullo Sun! … feeling hot !?!
My dear fellow ! My dear Indigo !
You can jump, you can dance… from to and from fro…
Only when I smile … shine… your lovely hues.. !
And what if it rains…..where do they go ????
Oh dear ! Oh dear ! You are so hot tempered !!!
I was only joking…… and you’ve surely pampered
My fancies and frolics, I am grateful to you…
But I love the showers too ! Now don’t you turn red !!!
Black Bird :
Ho! Ho! Ha! Ha! Hee! Hee! Ho! Ho!
It’s a new day ..a new day…but all of us show
The same old edginess… the same old guile..
When would come the day… when we shall really let-go !?
Tall Tree (Stretching itself):
Good morning my friends, Good morning to all !
Listening to your banter I often recall
The strange ego-twists of the species called men
They cant live alone, but together too, they fall !
We Are so lucky to have this beautiful life
Let us not talk always with a dagger and a knife
Come, let us get together in a blissful embrace
And forget all trivial….. all ego , all strife !!!
Sun, Indigo, BB (in a chorus):
Here ! Here ! O wise one! Three cheers for you!
You are a true guide and a friend so true ..
We need your patience and wisdom at all times
Come let us embrace ! Under this lovely sky…so blue !
( They all hug and embrace each other… the sun…the tree… the black bird and the red indigo flower…. The tree had thoughtfully stretched its branches right down to the flower bed on the ground….)
A tiny blade of grass (Just opened his eyes…talking to itself..):
Oh! Where am I ? where am I ! What a sight !
Red flower, black bird and a yellow sun so bright
All locked in a kiss with a wise old green tree
Will they talk to me , let me try… they might !
(But suddenly afraid):
How silly of me ! They wont care, wont care !
for a puny little grass….. I don’t think I can dare…
to make friends with such an accomplished lot
Let me grow up first… then try… its only fair !
Sun ( suddenly noticing the Blade of grass) :
Oh my god ! Look ! what we have got !
A young green blade…oh ! such a tiny tot …
Looks so scared ! Out of place and greatly confused
But I am sure it is some omen.. a sign.. is it not !?
You are right ! O sunny…. Right on the money
The sweet little thing has dew drops .. like honey
On its tender tongue… oh! What a sweet little thing
….and if I am a bit cuckoo…. It aint funny…aint funny…
We are all a bit moved….it is not only you…
To look at a young life…this way… unfolding anew !
O wise tree ! Pray, tell us …what ought to be done
How can we welcome this blade ? …Oh! What to do !
O Indigo ! You are the one nearest to this new-born
Send your tender kisses…see, it looks so forlorn…
While we all, send our collective, undiluted love
To this glorious new-born…. Oh! What a morn !!!
(Indigo embraces the tiny blade of grass…. The tree showers its blessings by sending down some red-coloured leaves….blackbird sings another quaint melody … and the sun … it carefully shifts its hot and burning rays… so that the tiny blade can grow in confidence….)
BOG (Gathering courage):
O wise tree ! And O bright Sun !
O Beautiful bird ! O Indigo! My nearest one !
Am I simply happy or am I turning greener !?!
To be born in your company…. Oh! What fun !!!
O beautiful new arrival…. Don’t ever be afraid
To give love…seek love…you are a lovely blade..
Grow up merrily…. Get greener…. Get strong…
yours truly shall always… provide you with some shade !
O ode to you ! O blade ! O jade !
Come sing with me… this song I’ve just made…
I am singing … I am singing…Oh! Its simply great
To be alive ! with such friends …who are simply first rate !
You all love me…. And I love you… ah! It is surely blissful !
But then … why was I fearing… of that thing called hate !!?!!
We were wrong…we were wrong… Ah! We were wrong !
In fighting and bickering….. till you got along….
You little darling prince…O you sweet little blade..
I’ve never sang so loudly… but now !… I am on song !!!
I am glad ..O blade… I am surely glad …
That we learnt a few lessons… and then we’ve had
A lovely gift… a beautiful present… from mother nature dear..
“To goodness… all looks good !… and to bad ..all bad !!!”
wish we could tell this… to all and sundry…men
That under this sun…they are all brethren…
Oh! Blade of grass ! since you’ve come… Lets try !
To tell men… to shun hate…… Amen ! Amen !!!
Hey man, wake up ! it is a lovely morn…
Don’t try to entangle in hate… don’t be torn..
Live and give love.. and drink this cup of joy…
A tiny blade of grass wishes… for you to be reborn !!!
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