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FREEDOM
Bilbar: What the fuck is this? William Shakespeare.
Michael: dont start it.
Preface

Popular front or in less rhetorical and humanlike terms a group or collection or association
of people with different ideas however combined for the advancement for a certain cause
are vital for the propagation of the ideals of equality, freedom and justice among others.
History has shown the effectiveness of these groups especially in societies which are extremely segregated and traditionally dont get along together. Usually, popular fronts may be
applied and created in order to unite societies and people which dont get along together.
This play looks at the importance of a popular front may and its uses in society especially to
unite people of different classes and different ideas. This idea of there being a popular front
encourages people of different ideas and different perceptions and interest to join together
for the advancement of a certain ideal.
For a long time, religion has divided socialists from religious people although they may be
off the same cause. By using a popular front, well-meaning people of all religions, view
points and ideas may come together. The idea of a popular front is to have constructive discussions and constructive action.
Will this new popular front of high school and college students be sustained or will it be destroyed? I welcome you to go behind the scenes of a multi-cultural popular front. See the
arguments which happen between different people and find out how they decide to solve
them.

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{The prince and the old man where in their private jet flying from Paris to Riyadh. The prince had
emerald rings on every single finger. The old man next to him spoke in a French accent}
Old man: In France, in paris, we had this same problem. But then we found a solution.
Prince: No, no, no. I dont want a revolution. I didnt hire you for this.
Old man: Wait, relax! Remember you are not hiring me, I am hiring you!
Prince: Sorry, I am only use to talking to my people.
Old man: It wasnt a revolution! It was a change of power.
Prince: I dont want to give my kingdom up to Ayatollah. That guy is a Shite!
Old man: No no not that. You dont have to do that. Remember that movie 3 idiots.
Prince: The one with me, you and whose that grandpa Mubarak sitting together yeah!
{The old man put his hand on his head}
Prince: You mean the movie
Old man: Yes, that one! In that movie remember that guy said. That all you need. All you need is
to change your clothes in order to enter a new world or something like that I cant remember.
Prince: So you telling me that my son need to change his clothes in front of national television to
get better grades. That can happen any time, wait I call him right now!
Old man: No, no, no! You change your appearance. You dont change your clothes directly in front
of national television.
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Prince: So what do I do get a make up artist?

Old man: Yes, and that make up artist is called a corporation. You see these corporations are able
to change your appearance very easily.
Prince: So if I get a thinner nose and a Mr. Bean face than my people are going to obey me.
Old man: No. How should I explain this? Let me get a plastic model
{From the cupboard the old man got out an inflatable man. After 10 minutes, he managed to get a
kufiyeh tied around to his head}/
Old man: This is you.
Prince: I dont have a blue face.
Old man: This is your people.{he took out his shoes}
Prince: My people look worse than that
Old man: And then they slap you in the face
Prince: You forgot that if they slap me they go to jail.
Old man: You see people are like cockroaches. Ever go anywhere in the world. Nowadays, you
cannot control them. You see it is becoming harder and harder. You find it harder and harder to
deny people a visa to Mecca.
Prince: I see carry on...
Old man: There is one simple solution. Change your title from Prince to CEO. Prince: I see. Than
I can come around to Wall Street and bang the bell.
Old man: Exactly and then. You make a ruling party which installs fake elections. All you have to
do is make people believe in a stupid magic trick. In one part of the country, people are tired, sit-

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ting in a line waiting to put a piece of paper into a box. You, will be there. Like doesnt matter
whatever they will be doing. I will be the ultimate judge.
Prince: I see than I wear business suit.
Old man: True. All the people who are against you. Even the liberal ones. You can brand them as
traitors.
Prince: Irhabi
Old man: Yes, just call them irhabi. Then you can smile and watch how the world falls into your
hands. Some idiotic liberals will start to love you as they think youll be changed. But you know
that and I also know that. I will then make up some random attacks on people known as liberals.
You then pretend to worry and condemn them.
{The prince went to the toilet. He couldnt open the door. Inside from the toilet was a recorded
voice, you are hacked, you are hacked.}
Prince: Quickly FBI Opened the door.
{Three or four officers with military suits busted the door open. On the walls of the toilet it was
written You are hacked.}
{On a pole there was a flag with a green background and two stars and a crescent in the middle.
The pole was in a cricket field. In front of the cricket field was a gigantic lake with a small bridge}
Akbar: Ek tha mazdoor aur ek tha kissam. Unka ek balatkar tha. Bahut sare hai unka balatkari. Wo
abhi bi mojud hai. Lakeen ek ya do abhi ek gantae kay bad es lake ko cross karange gay.
{Sachin took out his mobile phone it was his cricket notification.}

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Sachin: Meri phone nay bola mujko ki Philip Hughes mar gaya eik boll se.
Akbar: Cricket ki aulat! Muchko apni kahani katham karnai do. Eik loko ka dar se kam cha lata
hai or quda kay nam se subko nichae gira data hai. Dusra eik janda kay nam se subko kuta kay
moth data hai. Eik aur unka subse acha dost. Pora dunya ke mazdoor ke saat balatkari karta hai.
Bilbar: Wa wa! To tu mujko bol ra he ki unkae balatkar karna ka hathyar mere cricket bat se be
bara hai.
Akbar: Nahi. Bas unke tariqua balatkar karnae kai bahut ache hai. Bilbar: Julian nay bas abhi kuch
Wikileaks may dala hai.
Akbar: Unko bas aiki tariqa hai savak sikhana ka.
Akbar: Cricket ki aulat ether ah.
{Sachin came closer to Akbar}
Akbar: Dikha mujko kaisa mara wo.
Sachin: Abh kaun hai cricket ki aulat.
Akbar: Chup kar.
Sachin: Abh tumko kaun sah role play karna hai.
Akbar: Role play karma killya hum ko elk setting chayeh. Setting ether hoge. Es diwal kay undhar.
Sachin: Kaun see deewal. Mujko koi deewal nahi dek tei hai.
Akbar: Har vatan eik diwal hai. Eik diwal jo mazdooro ki or kissam ki azadi rok ti hai.
Bilbar: Aur in diwal ko tor ni kilya humko iss zameen ko eik maidan banana pareh ga. Humko
aimero kai khilaf cricket nahi inquilab khail na para ga.
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Akbar: Leiken inquilab ki awaz metha karnai kilyah. Habib: Mujko eik joke yad ayah.
Akbar: Suna
Habib:Kyoki inquilab eik methai hai inquilabi walo kilya. Inquilab wala gana khabibi nahi
quatham hota hai. Kyoki inquilab wali shola khabibi nahi bujti hai. Inquilab wo alag ganna hai
juiska rus ethna metha hota hai. Or uski laher ithni garhee hoti hai. Ki har adhiraj ki kursi jala da
tha hai aur jo rothe hai azadi kilya unko utha data hai yeh undhere hokom ke khilaf.
Sachin: Mai abhi ganaa lata hoo. Sarak pei eik juice ki dukan hai. Mujko kuch metha chaiye.
Akbar: Inquilab gaana nahi mang ta hai. Wo samajdari mang ta hai. Jashn-e-inquilab banah tei hai
dimak se. Jo janat kilyah acha hai, jo mazdoora ki takhlif kum qarta hai, jo mamuli insan ki
behsati kum karta hai. Wo sabh eik inquilabi ka kam hai.
Sachin: Meri samajwadi tera plan kya hai.
Akbar: Tu Sachin About baneh ga. Jub mei signal doong ga tub tum motae kutae ko Philip banaa
do.
Bilbar: Leikhan, moti kuta ko aur Gorae kotae ko eik dusra ko deikh na nahi chai yeh. Kyoki agar
deikh liya to wo unka walkie talkie mei kuch bolaingay tub pura intzam hamare upar lagai ga.
Haythyam: Islya humko chemistry wale chai yeh. Mei eik electrolytic cell kei madat se eik koi
cheap metal ke seman pai sona chipka sakh ta hoo. Sirf mujko eik balti chai yeh. Eik koi cheap
metal mujko chai yeh jese koi nukli anghooti. Fir nukli anghuti se mujko eik cell attatch karna hai.
Wo cell se mujko eik bijli wali tar lagana hai. Fir tar se mujko eik cell laga na hai. Wo cell ko eik
or silver kei cheij key sat lagana pareh ga. Lagta hai goray kutae ko nachna hai!
Fatima: Meray dance classes kya kyo faida utha rahe ho! Akbar: To teek hai! Team banayngae hai!

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{Akbar, Bilbar, Sachin, Habib and Fatima were sitting on a chairs staring at the TV.} {The newswoman was in her usual uniform. It was CNN}
Akbar: Tu nay Beyond Closed Doors kabibhi para hai!
{Akbar put on the glasses of reality}
Akbar: Try this on!
{Michael put the glasses of reality on}
Michael: Interesting. A man carrying two balloons and geting high on helium.
{An advert came on}
Second man with balloons: Hello! I am a rich man. In French, I am called the bourgeoisie. In Hindi and Urdu Amir. In other words, Bastard! That is right, in order to order one of my personal gifts
shit in your toilet and smile while you put your face right in it. In other words, you are never going
to get it. Being a feminist, if you so desire. If any women wants to get more money. Its very simple! Come in a swimsuit to my front door and spent a whole hour of me helping you take the
swimsuit off. I will help you earn more money and I will have fun and so will you. Win-win situation
{another advert}
Another man with balloons: What you are saying is completely wrong? Men need to treat women
better. If you want to treat your women better go to a good beach in phuket. Fuck her there while
listening to Lil Wayne music. Put yourself in debt. Come back in this brainwashed society and go
back to work because you know that you are never going to come here ever. You are never going
to own the world. You better know that.
{third advert}

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Third man with balloons: No no no. There is a way out of it. All you have to do is give up more
time in your life. I mean waste. Put a business suite on and come to a place called office. You
wont be called worker. You will have a new nickname, employee,. In this one, you would be
able to do anything except be free. We will sell you an overpriced food product which was intentionally made in system of oppression and cycle of continuous struggle of the proletariat. A new
outcome. You will be able to fuck more whores. You will get the props to act like me. You know
business suite and some money. You will be promoted from field negro to house negro. You will
be the shepherd that run the sheep around. But you depend on me. Remember that.
{Bilbar walks in and presses the remote}
Bilbar: If we have to do something. We must take direct action. The only way to advance the situation the poor man and the agressive system of oppression that the rich impose and the poor. We the
people. Peasant, Proliteriat. Mazdoor. Kissam. Have to unify via timed congresses which aim to
find simiarities and then form a realistic approach. These realistic approaches have to be aimed at
with diligence and conviction. Our rhethoric has to become even more concise. Our actions need
to be on amplifiers.
Michael: Well, well, well! That would be good. But I came here for an internship thats it. Not for
some bloody inquilab.
Bilbar: You benifit from the poor. If we werent starving then you wont get a university offer.
Fatima: He is right you need to try to understand the culture and the contininous dangers that we
live in. In order to help us.
Michael: At least I am not named after some religious prophet
Fatima: You are only named after a coward.

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Akbar: If you want to really change Pakistan then why are you still here? Michael: Well so are
you.
Bilbar: We are here cause we are tired and we have worked the entire day working at small shops,
getting money called zakat and investing that collectively into large projects.
Fatima: By the way Michael you dont understand what I been through. No, you wont. you never
will. You dont understand what it is like trying to increase the self-esteem of our people while
getting hated on by the entire world and media.
Michael: I shouldnt have signed that deal with you guys. The one for the merger of my British
NGO with your islamic rolling-the-floor
Fatima: Its hip-hop
Michael: Or your Samajawadi zakat for Christian and Muslim unity neighbourhood
Akbar: You dont discriminate your aid to people based on their religion. I am a secular like you.
But people deserve to get food and shelter doesnt matter if they believe in a religion or not.
Michael: I forgot your urdu blabbering ass too
Bilbar: I teach urdu dumb motherfucker. To the people. So that they can stand up. {Bilbar picked
up a book}
Bilbar: What the fuck is this? William Shakespeare.
Michael: dont start it.
Bilbar: Real good investment of peoples money
Michael: Its me remembering my culture back at home.
{Sachin comes from the middle of no-where}

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Sachin: Shifts in values follows development and technology. You need to use your money to
build applications about Shakespeare in Urdu.
Michael: Shut up
Sachin: I came in because you told me that my technological skills could help make my country a
better place
{Hearing loud sound, Habib comes}
Habib: Did you see CNN the trio were shit after all? The dams at shore are all blocked with a heap
full of shit. I got a picture on twitter.
{Hearing Habibs voice, Haytham arrives}
Haytham: He could have taken too much of an analgesic what is that called Magnesium Hydroxide
Bilbar: Hum kam kar ra hei.
{Habib and Sachin walk away}
{Michael picks up a book with a title called Diary.}
Bilbar: this is not right.
Michael: I dont want to hear all that bullshit. I am not in a mosque i dont need to hear about
haram.
Fatima: Dont do it
Akbar: You wont like what you read

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Michael: Dear Diary, We have just made a coalition with a new NGO. The guy the head has Cancer.
Akbar: Told you
Michael: Why didnt you tell me that you knew I had cancer?
Fatima: Since you started read on.
Michael: That man is like a little kid stepping on everything and challenging everything on his
path. He reminds of us. How the three of us, came up from an orphan..
Bilbar: Urdu blabbering bastard was an orphan
Michael: We must find a way to unite together. He doesnt understand that our orphan manager
grew us with Habib Jalib literature. We left when we woke up and realized that he hung himself
because he couldnt pay the rent for the orphanage.
Bilbar: through the streets we ran begged worked multiple jobs. All of this came after years of
hard- work.
Michael: According to the doctor, the three of us are going to say quda hafiz tomorrow. After the
cancer has spread throughout our whole body. We hope that this young man can help us transfom
our dream of a free, self-sufficient, peaceful and equal south asia into a reality
{Akbar, Bilbar and Fatima falls down}
Michael: Only if I had time
{Michaels body turns black}
{Sachin, Habib and Haytham curiously pick up the book, which Michael dropped}

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Narrator: The three curious minds leave. Thinking that their elders have taken a rest. Unaware of
the arguements, sacrifices and wasted time of the people older than them. What they dont realize
is that their elders are going for infinite sleep still explored by most religions. After all they are just
curious minds. Soon the trio leave the household and vow to make a difference in the world.
{Sachin, Habib and Haytham are on a stage with thousands of people in front of them}
Sachin: I dare you to be brave
Habib: You can be us. All of you. Believe in yourself.
Haytham: Be curious, explore truth. Never let the boundary of assumptions prevent you from
knocking over lies
Sachin: Say it together with me.
Sachin, Habib and Haytham: Inquilab Zindabad
narrator: I guess its just history repeated

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