A critically acclaimed play that’s been winning hearts (and provoking thoughts) for the past 12 years.

What happens when Karl Marx — yes, that Karl Marx — returns from the dead and lands straight into the buzzing chaos of Kalbadevi, Mumbai?

He’s furious. Not just about capitalism running wild or billionaires launching rockets — but because people have twisted his words, misused his ideas, and turned “Marxist” into a punchline. And now? He’s here to set the record straight.

But Mumbai’s not in the mood for lectures. So he adapts. He rants, he jokes, he dances (yes, even Gangnam Style), and he throws in a Gujarati thali review for good measure.

Performed with explosive energy by Satchit Puranik, directed by Manoj Shah, and penned by Uttam Gada, this one-man play takes you on a whirlwind ride through Marx’s life — from SoHo to Kalbadevi — weaving sharp satire, heartfelt history, and laugh-out-loud moments into a performance that’s both enlightening and entertaining.

You’ll meet Marx the philosopher, Marx the father, Marx the misfit in modern Mumbai — questioning everything from capitalism to chutney and charkha of Gandhi.

Entertaining. Informative. Unapologetically bold.

It comforts the disturbed. And disturbs the comfortable.