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Drama Poem : Return ⬆️
Playwright : Jotsna Jari
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Tuhin :- Oh white dressed lady...
Shweta :- Who... Who ? What do you call me ! (Looking into his eyes)... I don't know you.
Tuhin :- Nandini, Rajanigandha, Rain, Parrot... How many other names
shall I call you ?
Shweta :- Stop... don't call me further. The one who used to call me by all these names is no more. No one can call me by these names except him.
Tuhin :- Of course... there is someone who can call you by this name.
Shweta :- Shut up. I can't stand it. (Covering ears with both hands).
Tuhin :- (singing in a melodious voice)... "Come queen, you'll be my darling / I will tuck star-flower in your hair. "
Shweta :- This is unbearable... .
stop this. (she covers her ears
and sits down).
Tuhin :- Dola, get up... you don't get hurt.
Shweta :- How do you know my all these names ? Tell me... do you know Tuhin ? Tell me... please tell me.
Tuhin :- Yes... I know.
Shweta :- Yaaa... your voice is just
like Tuhin.
Tuhin :- So understand ? Is there anything else in common ?
(continuous... )
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