A folk play
THE SWAN AND THE PRINCES
– A folk play
CHARACTERS OF THE PLAY
Suddodhana : the King of Kapilavastu
Siddhartha : the Prince of Kapilavastu
Dev Datt : Siddhartha’s cousin
The Chief Minister and four other Ministers of the King
( curtain rises while a song is being sung by a chorus then Sutrdara enters)
Sutradaara: Hi ,Hello, Good morning ,friends, teachers and all. Friends ,
I know my duty. Let me say myself. I’m Sutradaara , a character of this play.
Do you want to know the story of the play?
Yes , its ok…I’ll tell you.
The name of the play is The SWAN AND THE PRINCES.
It Is A Story Of Siddartha Of Kapilavastu And His Cousin Deva Datta
My dears, we all of us know the story.
it is the story of a quarrel between the princes of Kapilavastu
My dear teachers I don’t test your patience.
Now characters of the play are ready to come on the stage .
please teachers switch of your mobiles and friends keep silence…
See you after the play is over, bye bye……
( Sutradaara exit left side of the stage and the main characters of the play enters from the right side of the stage. And introduce themselves)
[King Suddodhana is sitting on his throne. His Ministers are sitting
around him. The Chief Minister is saying something to him. Just then
the guard enters and bows to the King.]
Guards: Long Live the King!… Long Live the King!…..
Sir, Prince Dev Datt wants to come in.
King: Bring him in.
[The guard bows and goes out]
Chief Minister: I wonder….! why Prince Dev Datt…. wants to see
the King…. at this time!?
Second Minister: Perhaps he wants to complain against someone.
[The guard enters with Dev Datt. Both of them bow to the King]
King: What is it, Dev Datt? Why have you come to me ? At this time?
Dev Datt: Sir, the Prince will not give me my swan. I want justice, I want justice.. from you.
King: [smiling] Be calm…. Be calm…, Dev Datt. Be calm , Has Siddhartha… taken your swan.. from you?
Dev Datt: Yes, sir, he has. I shot it and it fell on the ground.. near
the Prince. He picked it up and said.. he wouldn’t give it
King: That’s very naughty of Siddhartha. Guard.. come here. Go and call
[The guard bows and goes out]
Third Minister: [softly to the Fourth Minister] The Prince is a good lad.
He can’t do a thing.. that’s wrong.
Fourth Minister: I agree with you..my friend . I agree with you.
[The guard enters with Prince Siddhartha, who has a white swan in
his arms. Siddhartha bows to the King]
King: Siddhartha….., Dev Datt says that.. you’ve taken his swan.
Is that the swan.., which you took from him?
Siddhartha: Your Highness.., Dev Datt has complained about this swan, but it is not his swan… It’s mine.
Dev Datt: No, Your Highness, it is not his. It is mine. I shot it with an arrow. Siddhartha is telling a lie. I want justice…I want justice..your honour..
King: Be calm.., Be calm Dev Datt, Be calm. You say that the swan is yours, because, you shot it. Is that right?
Dev Datt: Yes, sir, that’s quite right.
King: What do you say, Siddhartha?
Why do you say ? That the swan is yours..?!
Siddhartha: Your Majesty, Dev Datt shot this swan,
but I saved its life. That’s why… it’s mine.
Ministers: Hear! Hear!
King: Listen, Siddhartha. A kshatriya can’t give up,, what he has shot. Do you agree with me?
Siddhartha: Yes, I do, sir, but a kshatriya can’t give up a suppliant
either. This swan came to me, for protection.
I can’t give it up.
Dev Datt: Your Highness…, this is injustice.
I shot the swan, so it’s mine. I want justice.. I want justice..
King: Well, boys, I’m puzzled. It’s a strange case.
I don’t know how to decide it. [to the Chief Minister]
Can you help me?
Chief Ministr: I’ll try, Your Highness.
King: Very well, then. Please go ahead.
Chief Minister: Prince Siddhartha… and Prince Dev Datt…,
please listen to me.
Prince Dev Datt says that the swan is his,
because he had shot it, am I right ? then
Prince Siddhartha says that it is his,
because he saved its life. Am I right?
Siddhartha and Dev Datt: Yes, you’re right.
Chief Minister: Good. Now, Prince Siddhartha…,
please put the swan on this stool.
[Siddhartha puts the swan on the stool and goes back to his
place. The swan is frightened and keeps looking at
Chief Minister: Prince Dev Datt, please come forward and ask
the swan to come to you.
Dev Datt: [coming forward] Come to me, O swan, Come! Come!Come!
[The swan trembles and cries with fear]
Chief Minister:, Prince Dev Datt. Your turn is over. Now it’s Prince Siddhartha’s turn to call the swan, Prince Siddhartha.. please come forward and ask the swan to come to you.
[Dev Datt goes back and Siddhartha comes forward]
Siddhartha: [going near the swan] My Dear swan, don’t be afraid. I’ve
come to you. Come and sit on my arms.
[The swan at once flies onto Siddhartha’s arms]
Chief Minister: [to the king] Your Highness, the swan has decided
King: It has, indeed; and we accept the decision.
The swan belongs to Prince Siddhartha.
All: Long Live Prince Siddhartha!