In the backstage cauldron of a high-stakes premiere in Jalgaon, Naren Bhau-"producer, director, and auteur-"faces a catastrophe of sartorial alchemy. Ninety minutes before the curtain rises on his grim biopic of Adolf Hitler, the costumes arrive: not the crisp uniforms of the Third Reich, but the baggy rags of Charlie Chaplin. As the troupe scrambles to pivot from tyranny to slapstick, asking "What if Chaplin were the Dictator?", a fierce ideological tug-of-war ensues. Through the lens of this absurdist error, the play unmasks the latent autocrat within us all, blurring the terrifyingly thin line between the man with the iron fist and the man with the cane.