Identity
Identity
“Identity (Solo Act)” is a deeply introspective theatrical journey that explores the fragmented self in a world brimming with noise, expectation, and illusion. Centered on Robi—a man who wakes up with no memory of who he is—the play unfolds as a series of encounters with symbolic characters, each reflecting a facet of the human psyche and modern society. Through raw emotion, sharp dialogue, and haunting simplicity, Robi confronts the chaos of capitalism, the seduction of social validation, the ache of lost love, and the timeless yearning for spiritual wholeness. In the end, the play delivers a tender yet powerful revelation: identity is not found, it is formed—through pain, presence, and the courage to love oneself.
Synopsis
In a surreal, almost dreamlike realm, Robi awakens in a void—his memory erased, his sense of self shattered. What follows is not a traditional narrative, but a lyrical unraveling of the soul.
He meets Salim Mama, who measures life in rupees and rice; Babu, a sharp-tongued influencer chasing algorithmic glory; Sir, a stoic teacher urging Robi to write his own page; and Romana, a wistful echo of love that once was. Then comes Chor, the rogue who has traded dreams for survival; the Drunkard, who offers broken wisdom soaked in whiskey and truth; and Faqir, a mystic who guides Robi through the silence beneath all sound.
Each scene strips away another mask until Robi finally stands face-to-face with his truest self—not as one identity, but as the sum of every story he’s lived, every pain he’s buried, and every possibility he has yet to become.
Director’s Note
From the Director – Rocky Khan
Identity (Solo Act) was born from the quiet despair and defiant hope I saw flickering in the eyes of people around me—especially those too tired to keep pretending. This play is my letter to anyone who has ever felt like they’re performing a version of themselves that the world expects, while hiding the tender truth underneath.
Robi’s story is not just theatre—it’s a mirror, a confession, a soft rebellion. Through each character he meets, he confronts society’s hollow definitions of worth, and more importantly, his own forgotten voice. The play doesn’t pretend to hand out answers. Instead, it asks you to sit in the question a little longer… and maybe find comfort in not knowing.
This piece was crafted not to impress, but to connect. If you find even a whisper of yourself in Robi’s journey, then this act—this 30-minute heartbeat—will have found its purpose.
Let us peel back the mask, just for a while.
