Friday, June 4, 2021

WHAT TORTURE, A SHORT PLAY, :LIPSTICK IS THE ANSWER."

"BRIGHT RED LIPSTICK"

A ONE ACT PLAY

BY

BINA SHARIF

Copyright:binasharif:2021

CHARACTERS: 

A  AND B:  (Two friends who have an ambigous relationship.)

TIME:  PRESENT

PLACE:  MANHATTAN


A:  WHAT TORTURE I WENT THROUGH.

 B: LIPSTICK IS THE ANSWER

                                                                                   A: "I DON'T HAVE ANY."

                                                                             B: "YOU DON'T HAVE A LIPSTICK?   

                                                                                                            "GO, GET ONE."

                                                                                  A:  "THUNDERSORM IS RAGING OUTSIDE."

                                                                                    B:  "WHEN THUNDERSTORM STOPS, GO GET

                                                                                A BRIGHT RED LIPSTICK. THATS THE  

                                                                                                   ANSWER.

                                                                    LIPSTICK IS THE ANSWER TO ALL YOUR TORTURE.

                                                                    A:  I HAVE TORTURE OF THE SOUL.

                                                                       B:   YOU HAVE TORTURE OF THE SOUL?

                                                                         A:  "YES."

                                                                         B:  "WHY?"                                                                             

A:  I don't know....

Got stuck with some difficult dialogue.

Got disturbed.

Dark memories...

Remembrance of dark memories...

Unhappy thoughts...

TIRED.

EXHAUSTED ACTUALLY.

FORGOT THE ORDER OF THINGS.

ORDER OF CREATIVITY.

SO SCARED...

B: WHY?

A:  ALWAYS SCARED...

PANIC...

B:  ABOUT LOSING THING?

A:  NO, NOT LOSING THINGS...

BUT LOSING POSTS, WRITING,

FEAR OF TECHNOLOGY

PUSHING THE WRONG BUTTON

DELETE BUTTON..

B:  CAN'T YOU SEE THE DELETE BUTTON?

 A: I DO,  BUT SOME TIMES LOSING WRITING

WITHOUT THE DELETE BUTTON.

A NIGHTMARE.

FOGGY MIND

SLEEPLESS NIGHT

LIGHT HEADED WITH PAIN

SO MUCH PAIN

PAIN AND SORROW

SADNESS

B:  BECAUSE OF LOSING THINGS?

A:  BECAUSE OF EVERYTHING

B:  LOVE?

A:   LACK OF LOVE...

B:   LOVE OF YOURSELF?

   A:  THAT'S IT

LACK OF LOVE...

LOVE OF SELF...

LIFE PASSING BY...

B:  FORGET ABOUT TECHNOLOGY

LOSE ALL POSTS...

LOSE ALL WRITING...

WHAT'S THE POINT?

WHAT'S THE USE?

WHAT'S THE USE?

WHAT'S THE USE?

  B:  SUN HAS COME OUT...

  A:  YOU MEAN THAT THUNDERSTORM IS OVER?

 B:   OVER, YES IT'S OVER.

GO OUT...

WEAR SOME LIPSTICK AND GO OUT...

LIPSTICK IS THE ANSWER...

GO OUT.

SUN CAME OUT

 A;  WOULD THE THUNDERSTORM COME BACK?

   B:  YES, IT WILL, YES, IT WILL...

 IF YOU WAIT FOR IT...

A:  AND IF I DON'T?

  B:  IT WILL STILL COME BACK,

THE THUNDER,

THE STORM,

TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SUN

GO OUT...

WHERE IS YOUR LIPSTICK?

  A:  OH! I DON'T HAVE ANY

  B:  YOU DON'T HAVE A LIPSTICK?

YOU CAN'T CHEER UP...

 A:  I WILL GET ONE

B:   WHEN?

 A:   WHEN I GO OUT

B:   HURRY

THE CLOUDS ARE COMING BACK...THUNDER WILL STRIKE YOU AND YOU WILL BE NO

 MORE....

A:  DON'T SAY THAT.

B:  HURRY UP THEN.  BUY A BRIGHT RED LIPSTICK BEFORE THE STORM COME BACK

AND TRUST ME IT WILL COME BACK...

YOU KNOW ,WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS?

A: WHAT IS MY PROBLEM/

B: YOU DELAY THINGS... TIME IS IN A HURRY,  LIVE LIKE THE TIME, HURRY...

A: Ok, GOOD ADVICE...I MUST HURRY TO GET THE BRIGHT RED LIPSTIC TO GET RID OF

THE TORTURE WHICH HAUNTS ME. ARE YOU SURE THAT THE RED LIPSTICK IS THE

 ANWER?

A: YES, THE ONLY ANSWER. HURRY, THE STORM IS RUSHING ABOUT. RUN, RUN FAST,

 EVEN IF YOU BREAK ALL YOUR BONES...

(B, get's her coat an rushes toward the door but alas)

(Loud sound of thunderstorm...starts to rain. it pours, lightning and thunder sounds... lights begin to fade to dark)

                                                                  BLACK OUT

                                                                 END OF PLAY




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