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With no suspense or dramatic development, Jaimini Jethwa's play is more an exercise in language than theatre
ASPIRANT POET: Jaimini Jethwa [Studio RoRo]

ONE night in Dundee, a woman and two men break into a Spar supermarket. They get drunk. One bloke urges the other to respect the woman. And that’s about all there is to Hindu Times.
 
Whether this situation is dramatic, or plausible, enough to be a play is open to question and you learn very little about the characters in Jaimini Jethwa’s work, her contribution to Soundstage, the new season of audio plays hosted by the Royal Lyceum Edinburgh and Pitlochry Festival theatres.

Speaking an elaborate Dundonian patois, the characters don’t appear to have families or social connections. And they fantasise that they are Hindu gods and goddesses.

For sure, it’s bizarrely amusing to hearing the words Marhabharata, Dashavatara and Bhagavad Gita in thick Scots accents, in sentences that include the words “North Pus,” “nae ridin’ and bidin’” and “a’ this ding-dong charlie.”

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