So what’s up?īM: I don’t think I can bear any more corruption… Girl: Of course, I can see you! I have eyes for a reason. Narrator: This surprises the Bharat Mata. A girl is walking on the road and stops by the same bench. Tired, she sits down in a bench by the road. A ray of hope had just come into her heart. Narrator: And he quietly handed back the note to the irate politician. Poor man: We’re not selling our votes here. But then, something the poor man did made her look up. Politicians bribing people, people bribing officials, officials bribing politicians, politicians bribing people… It seemed like a cycle that will never end. At this, Bharat Mata’s mind began to swirl. Narrator: He hands out a 1000 rupee note and the poor man gets it, without any expression in his face. Here is a compliment from me, for your support. I need your votes to win, so please do vote for me. Politician : I’m a candidate in this upcoming general election. The throng was going from house to house. Narrator: Just then, she perceived a crowd of supporters following a politician. Where are the leaders who are responsible for all this disorder and chaos? I think our child will be very happy with her new laptop.īM : I never expected this… Even the family members, who are supposed to advice these corrupt officials against this vice, are supporting them. All the appliances are from good companies. Narrator: Later, the IT officer’s wife calls him on phone. IT officer: Meanwhile pay some attention on this poor man, sir… It’s secretly arranged, so be prepared, sir. IT officer: Sir, there’s going to be an income tax raid in your home, tonight at 8.00PM. Rich Man: Tax… What the hell should I pay the government for? It’s just like throwing the money into a bottomless well. Just then, she overhears a conversation between a rich man and another officer from the income tax department. She looked near hopeless and crestfallen. Narrator: Bharat Mata watched as the woman gave a scathing look at the electricity board and gave the money to the office assistant.
Woman : This is unfair… then what is he paid by the government for? Next beggars will start demanding coins from us!Īssistant: You don’t argue and waste time here. If you want your work to get done, you must give him money. Officer : You there… take this woman out.Īssistant: What’s wrong with you ma’am? Why don’t you just give him what he asked for?Īssistant: Bribe ma’am, bribe… as you people call it. Woman: What do you mean it didn’t reach you? It was me who had filed them directly to you, sir! I hope you don’t expect me to believe what you say! Officer: Sorry ma’am… your complaint didn’t reach me. People… especially children, suffer a lot… Woman: Sir, I have telephoned and even launched 3 complaints that the street lights aren’t working in our street for the past 4 months. Narrator: She turns towards a building, hoping it would brighten things up. Narrator: But then her spirits rose a little.īM: There’ll always be one or two black sheep everywhere. Man: They get salary from the government for doing their jobs and yet… Don’t know how I’m going to pay my child’s fee…īharat Mata: Goodness… This is outrageous! Narrator: The man hands out the money bitterly cursing under his breath He may even tear the CC in anger and you will never get it. Narrator: The man gives away, half-heartedly.Īssistant: You must attach 200 rupees along with the details, if you want to get it signed.Īssistant: If you are to argue with the officer like this. So either hand over the money or else… well, you know the process. Please sir…Īssistant: Even I have a child who’s been asking for a new cricket set and I have a few rupees short. Man: But sir… I am from a poor family and I have enough money only to pay my child’s school fee and today’s the last day too.
Officer: Take him out and explain the procedures here.Īssistant: Yes sir. Officer: Everything’s in order, but for one…. Narrator: The officer verifies all the necessary papers.
Here is my ration card and the details of the child’s background. As she crossed a building, she heard some voices and stopped to listen. For some reason, she is invisible to their eyes. Yet, people went by without even throwing a glance at the stately lady. Though she looked like any normal woman, her noble and dignified demeanor set her apart from everyone else in the place. Narrator: It’s August 14th, the day before the Independence Day and the day looked beautiful and promising. I thought it was worth posting it here, as it's about the most frequently discussed topic everywhere - Corruption. The play was written by two of us and well. This is the play which we enacted for our class presentation a few weeks back.
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