Theatre Review: Please, don't call me moffie (dir. Zubayr Charles)

The play opens with Mushfeeq lying in bed and scrolling on his phone. He is turning 30, an age which is often accompanied by a not-quite-quarter-life crisis and contemplation. He recounts a recurring dream about his own death. He can see himself lying dead, being bathed and wrapped in the kafan before being taken to receive the Salat al-Janazah and be accepted into the afterlife.