If all it was possible to describe a play in a few hundred words using adjectives, then Jhooth Bole Kauwa Kaate would have been ‘nice,’ ‘good,’ ‘doable’ or typically quite – ‘timepass.’
Ravi Shastri and his wife, Shobha are a typical urban middle-class couple who want a lot out of life but often find themselves lacking. They don’t have luxuries such as a washing machine and keep themselves entertained despite not having a “plasma television,” something that Shobha is kind enough to point out as proof of their “financial instability.” Regardless, the couple is happy and surrounded by loud and entertaining characters in the form of Ravi’s Hawaldar Chacha and servant, Ram Iqbal. But when the Shobha finds that a deceased aunt has left her a fortune, which can only be accessed if she divorces Ravi or if he happens to die, the play acquires a twist that leads to hilarious situations.
What works for Jhooth Bole Kauwa Kaate is its cast, who fit their roles really well. The setting, dialogues and characters were typical of Indian comedies, which managed to spark copious amounts of laughter from the audience.
The play carries on well because of our hero Ravi, who should hopefully be in the process of discovery soon and our heroine, Shobha, who is reminiscent of a television bahu who laughs, cries and occasionally overacts, though just a tad bit. A special mention must also go out to Ram Iqbal who might be stereotypical of a servant, but plays his part with conviction.
What doesn’t work for the play is its plot – predictable and done to death! The jokes are funny, but you know you’ve heard them before. Also, being a comedy the play didn’t require further instruments for ‘comic relief’ such as Ram Iqbal and Hawaldar Chacha, who have a warped chemistry of their own but divert time away from the plot.
But all in all, it’s worth a watch if you’re looking for an evening of light entertainment, tried and tested jokes and a forgettable story.