Angry Birds

By Aisha Khalid

Angry birds is a contemporary play about those people who explores and spend lives their own terms, either they get their dreams or not, when things
happened beyond the bounds of permitted aspirations and the consequences turned for
them unexpected. Readers of contemporary play will enjoy their
retrospective and present experiences in the journey of life and relate to their sentiments, struggle and insight.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aisha Khalid
• Release date: Jan 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463844168

Aisha Khalid

I've done masters in English literature and got certificate from the Goi peace foundation Japan in an international essay contest in 2004. Writing and reading is my passion. Cooking is my love and I love to cook. I write poetry, short plays, essays, novel etc. but never tried to publish. Some poems and few essays had been published on www.ayjw.org few years back.

Book preview

Angry۔ Birds

Characters:

Salma mother of Ali, Islam, Naeem and Rabia, they three brothers are living in the same house and Belongs to labor class.

Sjeel and Saba are real sister and brother; Salma is their father’s sister, their aunt and mother in law. Ali, Islam and Naeem are living in Pakistan, while Sjeel family lives in London. The play is in three acts.

Islam family

Islam husband

Beena his wife

Nadia their elder daughter

Saad son

Belal son

Faiza youngest daughter

Ali family

Ali husband

Sameen his wife

Abid their eldest son

Mobin daughter

Abida daughter

Sajid youngest son

Naeem family

Naeem husband

Saba his wife

Waseem their eldest son

Fatima daughter

Sadi son

Aun son

Sameena youngest daughter

Sjeel family

Sjeel husband

Rabia his wife

Baber their eldest son

Farah daughter

Farhat daughter

Hadi son

Hadier youngest son

Act 1 scene 1

The scene is an attic terrace of the small house. At the rise of curtain Saba, Sameen are seated in two armchairs R. and L., respectively. They both are knitting sweater and beside them, is a ball of pashm. Sameen is petite woman, wearing ordinary cloths. Saba is fatty and brunette beauty. Birds are chipping hardly.

Sameen: this color of pashm seem not to be the same as last week’s I bought. Haven knows what color these girls bought out.

Saba: different color--- same pashm. It will contrast well. Have you finished the last one?

Sameen: not yet. Gee, I'm tired.

Saba: I’ve just knit two arms.

Sameen: that’s good.

Saba: I suppose birds are not chipping today. I assume they are angry.

Sameen: (laughed) may be it so. But I presume they are hungry. ain’t it ?

Saba: (she smiles pleasantly at her and hunched her shoulders up)

Enter Beena, fatty, snub nose, dark

Beena: Assalam-o-Alaikum, good morning Sameen, how are you? Dear.

Sameen: (lifts her head, smiles) every morning is not good morning so far, my lady. Well, I’m good still. How about you?

Beena: (smiles) pretty same, my dear Sam, old just like my destiny. Gee, that's tough to knit.

Saba: (sarcastically) destiny is like your shadow baby and this ultimate lot trail you each mo; either it is fruit full or spoof able coz doom is testate by God.

Beena: (grins) oh! Gee

Enters Fatima, 20 years old Jill, holding one bowl of gruel, and takes to her mother Saba

Saba: wow! Thanks darling

Fatima: (smiles) mention not ma! Assalam-o-Alaikum Aunts how are you both?

Sameen: (placidly) good, sweet heart.

Beena: (with slight smile) okay, thanks.

Saba takes swig of gruel

Fatima: is it nice? Ain’t ma?

Saba: oh! It’s tasty, it’s savory but it’s hot. (Bowl teems with gruel) Wow!

Fatima smiles pleasingly and goes

Beena: (frowningly) hot things always scald to tongue either it’s a talk or victual.

Saba :( laughs awkwardly) what on earth do you mean?

Beena: nothing

Saba: oh! Well, that’s nonsense.

Beena: I really don’t see anything nonsense in it.

Saba: oh! Really.

Beena: yeah, (with wonder) you understand?

Saba: (with casual irritation) no, didn’t you hear me?

Beena: don’t you feel----

Saba: what? (She Quaffs)

Beena: nothing

Pause

Beena goes

Saba: why does she mock me all the time?

Sameen: