I wondered if this was the denoument of the play's final act? The women of the world had really taken down the skies and the gods that resided their in vain...

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Amidst heavy thunderstorms outside and Bombay Jaishree's soothing music inside, the audience anxiously, awaited Shilpi Marwaha's exemplary show 'A Woman Alone' (A play originally written by Italian Playwrights Franca Rame and Dario, translated in Hindi by Shilpi Marwaha) to start. The stage was set, the fate of the arranged props were still undecided. A dark red light was flashing through an iron stand, a roof made up of rope and on it, a bunch of household stuff to symbolise the monotony of daily chores. .
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The lights go off and Shilpi Marwaha gorgeously walks in to a peppy bollywood song. After her, charming dance bit, we instantly meet Sharon, the sole character of the play. Sharon starts her monologue by letting us know that every corner of her house has a music system which plays loud songs to which she dances to ward off her repressed depression. Sharon has a perverted, bed ridden brother-in-law, two kids, an abusive husband, a voyeuristic lover and a society at large that makes her the quintessential disempowered woman. .
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The play goes onto to delineate a bunch of loathsome invisible men running amok to make her life hell. The protagonist, keeps on talking to a woman which could very well be her alter ego to make herself believe that she's alright. Though, every Sharon in that dark theatre sitting amidst a monstrous debris of partiriachy knew they're not. Digressing Marwaha's acting prowess, we might realise that Sharon is not alone after all. Her disgust amalgamates women from all walks of life who are as frieghteningly alone as the woman on the stage, who tries to take down the hypocrisies of society but ended up getting viciously tangled in it. .
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'A woman alone' is a hindi play which is a great respite as it reaches and connects to a large number of people. The play always ends with standing ovations and thunderous applauses from a pack of shell shocked audience. .
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As I walked out of the theatre numbed and shaken, I saw a huge tree had fallen. I wondered if this was the denoument of the play's final act? The women of the world had really taken down the skies and the gods that resided their in vain

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