Imagine on your 18th birthday your dad is suddenly all like, “I’m not your real dad.”

Get this: He says God is your real dad. I mean: God!? He starts laying all this destiny stuff on you, like, you’re supposed to die for the world’s sins. Sure, you’re a gifted kid with great hair—that lame chick Abigail who has a crush on you is always staring at your hair—but some kind of savior? That’s some heavy shit for a guy to wrap his head around when he really just wants to, you know, smoke some weed, meet girls, join a band. So what would teen Jesus do? Get the hell out of Galilee! Head as far east as your camel will take you and try not to let those dreams about your mom, or that tagalong downer Abigail, kill your buzz. Anyway, that’s what playwright Lloyd Suh thinks you’d have done. Daniella Topol’s staging of Suh’s Jesus in India, which premiered last year at San Francisco’s Magic Theatre, rocks out at NYC’s Ma-Yi Theater Company through March 10.