I would leave everything here: the valleys, the hills, the paths, and the jaybirds from the gardens, I would leave here the petcocks and the padres, heaven and earth, spring and fall, I would leave here the exit routes, the nights, everything i own. but what do i take with me? my books? my jewelry? my photoes?
In this dramatic monologue, Weight, Arash talks about his issues with being a heavyset man and his desire to feel better about himself.
Arash: You know, I make jokes about my weight in public, to help me cope with the fact that I’m bigger than I used to be. It’s just my way of feeling liked, even while I’m heavier.
I’ve tried everything all kinds of diets, gone to all kinds of gyms. I’ve gone to physicians to prescribe me something even. I guess I’m looking for the wonder drug, some miraculous cure that will shed all the excess fat from my body.
I’m concerned about my health. The only thing left doing is surgery and I simply do not have the money to make this happen. My medical coverage doesn’t cover anything for overweight people. Sometimes, late at night, those infomercials come on t.v. and they talk about losing weight and they have all those people who lost the weight giving interviews. They show all those before and after pictures. “I lost 65 pounds or I lost 170 pounds.”
I’ve read dozens of books and magazines. I just don’t know what else to do. I’ve become a mess. I used to be so handsome with alot of hair. I used to walk in a room and heads would turn.people said who is that stud. Now, I walk in a room and the heads still turn but for different reasons.
In Down For The Cause, Arash expresses his unhappiness to his boss Richard over the fact that he has no time for his own personal projects.
Arash: I didn’t know it would be twenty-four seven. You are always on. I didn’t know I’d get phone calls from you at like four in the morning, with some hot new idea you’ve just come up with.
I’m all for what you’re doing, I totally have your back and you know that, but it’s getting me sick…I’m literally, physically getting sick from how hard we’re grinding.
And you have me wearing so many hats, which I know I agreed to cause again, I’m down for the cause, but I had no idea things would get this overwhelming. Even with the team I’ve been managing to help alleviate the workflow, it’s—I’m constantly bombarded with questions and it sometimes feels like babysitting, rather than any form of solid help.
Some days I wake up and I’m already wide awake and I have this burning sensation at the side of my head, I get shortness of breath and this, this, this panic comes over me and I can’t think, I can’t move, I can’t function.
Does that make any sense for someone my age? I’m too young to feel as I do and I want this, I really want this, but you—I’m, I’m having second thoughts. Is everything I’m doing for you worth the sacrifice?
I know we’re succeeding, we’re winning, but when is enough ever going to be enough?
I spoke on a panel charged with appointing about my perceptions about addictions and recovery!The roster I put forward was top-heavy with those who became codependent , neglecting entirely the 12 step programs who helped them. So who was to blamed, in the commission’s final report? The city of la? or the soociety at greater?. Nearly all of whom were suffering. they were removed from speaking up for themselves!
In the drama monologue, Behind The Eight Ball, Arash shares personal details about what he goes through in order to make a life for himself.
Arash: Everything is easy for you, Ben. I don’t have parents like yours…I can’t stand my mother and my father always has no more than two nickels to rub together.
I always feel like I’m behind the eight ball, trying to keep up with you and all the others and I’m on my own…working my stupid job, going to school, in debt, it’s all on me and some days I feel buried alive. Some days I literally don’t want to open my eyes in the morning…I’m like a zombie. I’m turned on but feel like I’m being dragged in every direction I go in and I can’t stop, not for one second because as soon as I stop it will all come crashing down on me because I don’t think I can keep going if I stop.
I’ve always been trying to keep up and I’m losing. Everyone is getting too far ahead of me in this race and I can barely, just barely see you up ahead but any minute now, I won’t and I’ll be alone, completely alone…
In a large house, lived a lazy Young Man. He woke up in the afternoon, ate his meals and then lay in bed again. He had a parrot named Polita. She watched this lazy fellow and was puzzled by him.
One day, Polly asked the Young Man, “Don’t you get tired of lying in bed all day and all night? The sun has been out hours ago, and people have finished half their day’s work.”
“Why are you so lazy?” she asked, as she ruffled her feathers.
The Young Man yawned and answered, “Every morning, when I wake up, two friends whisper in my ears. One friend is Hard Work and the other Laziness.” “Hard Work says, Wake up! There is lots to do today. Time is passing by, don’t waste it by sleeping.’ But Laziness says, Why the hurry to wake up? Sleep some more. Why should you work while there are others to work hard?”‘
The Young Man continued, “I listen patiently to both my friends. All my time goes by like that and so, I keep lying in bed for a long time.”
Just talk does not help; we should get up and work.
Arash complains about a man who won’t make a purchase in his store. He has called the police and tries to rationalize his reasoning.
(to the cop)
Arash : No, it was twice, twice that he came into my store acting like he was going to buy something and then didn’t. He walks around the store, prancing around. This is my store, my livelihood. He’s looking to rob the place. He’s scoping things out. Look at him! With his baggy pants and army rag on his head and big puffy shirt. What is that?
I don’t want him in my store anymore. This is a nice store and we don’t want his kind in it. If he wanted to buy something, he would have. Don’t ever want him come back here. Next time, I know he’s going to rob me or do something disturbing. I don’t want my store to turn up on the looting news, okay?
(to the young man)
No sir, I am not a prejudice. Call me what you will but this is my store and I don’t want you as my customer. You are unsettling and give me the creeps. If you wanted to make a purchase you would have. There is no reason to walk around my tiny store for an hour and not buy anything in that time frame. So don’t lie to me and this police officer.
Once upon a time there were some cranes made their feeding grounds on some plowlands newly sown with wheat. For a long time the Farmer, brandishing an empty sling, chased them away by the terror he inspired; but when the birds found that the sling was only swung in the air, they ceased to take any notice of it and would not move. The Farmer, on seeing this, charged his sling with stones, and killed a great number. The remaining birds at once forsook his fields, crying to each other, “It is time for us to be off to Liliput: for this man is no longer content to scare us, but begins to show us in earnest what he can do.”
In the dramatic monologue Big Prize, ARASH preys on his latest employed secretary victim.
ARASH: You want the big family steak jewel, don’t you? I’ll give you the promotion Natalie but only under one condition…Take me. I see the way you look at me. I see how you check out my chest when I walk by your desk. You want me, don’t you? I know you want this. Talking about it about with your girl friends day to day will get you nowhere. You have to take what you want in this world.
What’s wrong? Not a lady enough to take it? Huh? Afraid your husband will find out? He’s too weak. I know you want a strong Man to ride you.
Put your hands on me and squeeze what you’ve been begging for. I am giving you this one chance. Your only opportunity with me. If you take me now, you will get that promotion, if you don’t you will be fired.