SUPPLEMENT TO VOLUME 7 COLLECTED PLAYS
The beginning of a play from Sri Aurobindo’s manuscripts
Act One
Mathura OCROOR
- SUDAMAN Who
art thou? Of Surasegn, hadst thou made such reply Would
otherwise have answered. An
Ogre, I ? Yes, one to eat all up. Lest one of those whose brothers, fathers, sons Thy word destroyed, should rip that belly through And laugh, "So dies Sudaman." Page-139
SUDAMAN That’s Fear. By her I rule this Mathura And she walks by me in the eyeless night Protecting. The peoples! Danger is easily cowed By
men like me who do not fear to die There lonely in our Mother’s shadow black, Ocroor? Her shades embrace the lover and the thief Two
kindred trades – but which of these is thou? Pray,
let it be from one of Yadu’s stock. (Incomplete) Page-140 |