ACT ONE
Scene from King’s Palace at usual evening debate
"Well, well," (clapping his hands) Journalist entered in the frame.
"Here goes the fabulous shriek wisdom unveiling iron curtains from the truth,"
He bowed to the King.
"But my version was altogether correct and I inspire masses on my plea," Media
Advisor stepped forward toward King and rose both his hands in the air in
protest.
"My Lordship would not forget the enemies spread in the Kingdom wearing masks
with the long beards and their trousers up at their calves." King’s Envoy to UN
moved in a calendric way wearing long gown and feather on his head.
"Yes, my Fellow Friends, I do understand all of you and you all are faithful
with the Kingdom and its people and to me," King rose from his Golden Velvet
chair and looked around in the levee.
"All Rise" A voice came from the corner the moment King rose from his seat.
Palace was lit by tens of golden chandeliers hanging on the ceiling. Walls were
fully décor of painted fighting soldiers and animals in the war terrains and
horses in the Polo ground. The slippery floor was covered with Persian Silk
Rugs.
King continued, "And you must remember that once I stand, the whole nation
should stand united behind me. I swear on my SWORD I would let no other country
interfere in our Kingdom. God needs sacrifice from the people to uphold the
Kingdom and I proclaim sacrifice be started from the Royal Rulers of this
Kingdom." Under roars of clapping and applaud His Highness King Majin stepped on
the floor from the podium and shook hand with all his cabinet and fellow friends
gathered for the FINAL DECISION and then they all turned towards steaming lavish
and grandiose buffet served for them.
ACT TWO
Same day (at evening) Scene from a house in capital
“Is anyone listening to me? I need tea, only a cup,” Old-man surrounded by books
grumbles in cough, clutching his empty stomach with starving cramps in it. The
shabby room was paled by a flaming candle in rusted stand. A wooden chair, a
small table covered with a few scattered books, some clothes hanging on the wall
keg and broken bed was total treasure’ of the room.
“No one would listen to you, my Lord, not here, not outside. You have lost the
ground, spent your life finding truth. And reality is that they don’t believe
you. Your thoughts filth the Kingdom, they suppose. The People, the Rulers and
everybody have taken shelters of Lie and Hypocrisy.” Entered an old woman, a
frisky taunt in her voice, holding a cup of tea in her trembling right hand
greased her face with smoke.
“Here’s your tea, and it’s the last cup you can enjoy. Everything is finished
and I have no more courage and strength to stand whole day in queue for a half
liter of milk and quarter pound of black tea and sugar. They call it sacrifice
and they have begun it from the people of Kingdom.” She left the dank room
leaving old man speechless.
ACT THREE
Next Week Scene from King’s Palace
“No arguments, I want only abidance,” King furiously eyed over his left standing
General. “I am the Supreme Commander of Royal Army. “Do you understand this?
“Yes my Lordship, I understand but my fighters need to overcome their hunger,
spirit for fighting and grant of ammunition.” General rubbed his forehead over
his grey fringes with his meaty thumb.
“Where is the Law Minister? Suddenly King looked around and growled.
“Yes, My King, My Lordship, I am here,” a thin voice came from the corner and a
petite figured man stepped forward toward King.
“I immediately want a Law, suspending all basic rights of everybody in the
Kingdom except those right now under this roof.” Proclaim all the criminals to
be set free if they each guarantee ten fighters to be lived on by food and arms.
We ought to defeat our enemy.”
“Long Live the King! The whole levee roared with joy and shook hands and
embraced with each other.
The King triumphantly smiled and looked his newly wed Queen sitting close to
him.