Scene: It's ten o'clock at night. The study room has a large table with six chairs on one side. There is a large cupboard against the wall in the room which is full of books.
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The curtain rises. Scene: It's ten o'clock at night. There is a large table by the side of the study room with six chairs on all four sides. There is a large cupboard against the wall in the room which is full of books. The table is also used for reading and eating. Some dogs are scattered on the table. Some files are also open. Professor Ashraf Hussain is flipping through the files of a file as if looking for something. This is what they have been doing for the last half hour. Extract files from the cupboard. His food is turned over and placed on the table. His wife Farzana comes and leaves. Comes back in fifteen minutes. Professor Ashraf is busy with his work.
Farzana (entering the room): What have you been doing for the last one hour? Professor Ashraf: I see you are still asking.
Farzana: Yes, but is there any reason? After all, what is in the books and files for which they are being scattered on the disposal table? Professor Ashraf: (smiling) Your lovely letters that you used to write to me when I was in Delhi for my PhD. I took care of it. I am thinking of publishing, as Farzana's letters.
Farzana: (with sarcasm) Good luck, they wouldn't have died happily if they had faith. My destiny is that you take care of my thing. After the wedding, when Taj went to the palace and smiled in front of him, he lost the picture he had taken. That was the sign of our first journey. I get very angry at you when I think about it.
Professor Ashraf: How many times will you remind me of this? What will I do with your picture? (Grumbling) What is in you is not in your picture. Don't worry, if you ever go to the palace, you will smile and pull again There will be no restrictions on smiling.
Farzana: I have been listening to this for the last several years. But I did not go to Agra or see the crown again.
Professor Ashraf: All right. Get out of here and let me find your identity card. Tomorrow is the mayoral election. I am thinking of voting first in the morning and then going to the morning walk. First vote then walk
Farzana (smiling): You are also talking from house to house like Tahir who gives cooking gas cylinders. Today he brought the cylinder and handed over a piece of paper and said, "First the vote will be cast, then it will burn." "I was shocked at what he was saying. When he delivered the cylinder to the kitchen, he said the same thing again. I can light a fire whenever I want. He replied that a meeting of our union was called yesterday. A man from the election office came wearing glasses. He is ordered to say this in every house. See the same thing written in bold letters on the food. We did our job, now you go.
Professor Ashraf: True! It is very good for the Election Commission to convey its message to all at the time of election. Farzana: But the benefit? Dhaka's three leaves - as much as 5% of the vote. Never grows, never less.
Prof. Ashraf: It is beneficial, why not, it creates a democratic mood. What is the cause of so much conflict and anarchy in our neighboring countries? The rulers there do not allow democratic politics to move forward. The people are silent and do not say anything. Whoever sits on the seat of government does not take the name of leaving. Some are the conspiracy of the people and some are their own shortcomings which is why it is so bad there. But unfortunately they are not ready to change their ways. (The black bell rings.) Farzana, who cares. No wait i see You find my election ID card. (Professor Ashraf opens the door. Akhtar stands with two companions.)
Akhtar: Adab bhai jaan.
Professor Ashraf (smiling): Brother Akhtar, have you been up all night? How are you Mashaallah, your Urdu is already very good. I was standing on the corner of Faheem Hotel on Wednesday, listening to your speech. Your style was very good. Akhtar: Thank you brother. Yes, I saw you on stage. Brother John came to me to say that I will not cook tomorrow's meal.
Professor Ashraf (smiling): Why is it your wedding party that you have come to invite?
Akhtar: Or not you? Tomorrow is the election. Our party arranges mutton briyani for the special people of the neighborhood. Don't worry, I'll be there on time.
Professor Ashraf (from AJJ): Look, Brother Akhtar, have faith. I am telling the truth, I will vote for your party only. But for God's sake, don't say biryani.
Akhtar: Why don't you agree, brother? We made a mistake for which there is a punishment. Dr. Mushtaq was also refusing to accept it. He agreed to our assurance.
Prof. Ashraf: Why did you forget that in the last mayoral election, everyone fell ill after eating your party's briyani. There was indigestion. Not only me and Mushtaq Sahib but also other people of the neighborhood have a complaint.
Akhtar: Surely the new fault was with this flag promoter. Met with the opposition.
Prof. Ashraf: That is the problem. Let the government blame the opposition.
Akhtar: Surely, two days before the new election, he will come and talk to his candidate Raju Bhai and feed the whole neighborhood. It was a ploy of the opposition to discredit us by opening a bad biryani. Our minds were killed which obeyed the word of Jhannu.
Professor Ashraf: But I have heard that he is a special man of your party. He holds the flag and stays ahead.
Akhtar: It has happened now, it was not before. Now it has its own government, so it has been turned upside down. Good night .
Prof. Ashraf: (Closing the gate of the house) Hey Farzana, did you find my identity card?
Farzana: Yes, I did. Remove books and files from the table. I don't want to eat. Come at eleven o'clock. Today is potato pratha and chicken champ. Ashraf: First give me my identity card, then I will remove the dog.
Farzana: I know your trick very well. The dogs will not move and will tell me to keep. Fix the scattering you have spread.
PROFESSOR ASHRAF: Well, take it.
Farzana: He is lying in the box inside your office bag. Boy next to Dhandora in the city.
Professor Ashraf: Wow. I have been so anxious for so long. I didn't even think about the bag. (The curtain falls)
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