Excerpt from THE SIKH PATIENT

Yasmine: I think I’m the Messiah

Sarita: THE WHO? THE WHAT?’

Yasmine: I think I might be a prophet. or is it spelled profit?

Sarrita: EXCUSE ME? Ummm we are on a GM phone. How dirty is your CRACK?

Yasmine: Ha Ha Ha

Sarita: No I’m serious.

Sarita: Drink some chammomile tea and get back to me in an hour. Take longer if you need it.

Dr. Andrews: My Rabbi told me the Messiah will come the day after he is not needed. You are a Sikh. There is not Messiah in Sikhism.

Dr. Andrews: You got this notion of a Messiah from American culture.

Yasmine: BUt I’m an american.

Dr. Andrews: You are not a very good one…

Yasmine: WHY ARE ALL THE PROPHETS locked up in psyche wards?

Dr. Andrews: I can’t let you out of this hospital if you are going to go around telling people you are the messiah.

Yasmine: You aren’t letting me out of this hospital because you get paid more the longer I stay. You are a glorified drug dealer.

Dr. Andrews: I have other patients to see…sleep well my sweet Yasmine…

by

Nina Kaur