Young man beats up sisters traveling on scooters in Nadu Road for reacting to dangerous driving. Thenjipalam police have registered a case once morest the youth on the complaint of his sisters. There are scenes of a young man beating up a young woman on a scooter. The injured sisters said the young man was attacked while people were watching as scooter passengers were stopped in the car. The incident took place on the 16th of this month on the National Highway Panampally. CH, a native of Tirurangadi Chandappadi. Thenjipalam police have registered a case once morest Ibrahim Shabir. Watch the video report: –
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“Food and drinks were buried in the dirt”… Watch a “tank driver” deliberately spoil the girls’ session on a wild picnic
written by Alexandra Hartman Editor-in-Chief
Al-Marsad Newspaper: A circulating video clip revealed that a number of girls were harassed while sitting on a picnic.
One of the people harassed them using a “dabbab”, as he made movements, which led to dust and the food and drinks that had been brought.
And one of the participating girls said: “We were sitting and suddenly they called us and the lack of literature that you saw, by what right? .. We are not respected because we are girls as much as the grace that has befallen it all..
It might be a story like thousands of others with a beginning in the guise of a romantic comedy: love at first sight in the queue at an airport and love, the big one, which suddenly opens the horizon, increases the field of possibilities. She didn’t really know what to do with her skin and had decided to travel a little between two “shitty jobs”.
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When she meets her husband, everything changes: “He gave me confidence”, she says. She launched out, landed the job of her dreams and then successfully set up her own company. She succeeds. Too much perhaps for him to be able to bear it when his own projects are collapsing. Gradually, the love fades away, buried by other darker feelings, and when she finally leaves home with their two children, he will plot the most appalling revenge.
A wonderful character
“I know they are not there”, breathes the woman to the audience while she replays some fragments of memories with her daughter and her son. We will not know her first name, only that she lives in England but she might be from anywhere else. Unfolding this tale of banality that tips over into the unimaginable, the monologue by Briton Dennis Kelly forcefully deciphers the mechanics of violence in the intimate sphere.
He also delivers, and above all, a poignant portrait of a woman. For 1 hour 40 minutes with a dazzling presence, Bénédicte Cerutti embodies this endearing personality endowed with a biting humor and a popular banter full of swear words. Deploying, with total control, a wide range of emotions, she surreptitiously makes the audience slide from laughter to tears. The staging by Chloé Dabert, director of the Comédie de Reims, also plays on a delicate keyboard, making fine use of music, light and a few parsimonious decorative elements, revealed behind movable panels over the stages of narration.
The subtlety of the scenography, like that of the rhythm instilled in the piece, leaves plenty of room for this text carried by the intensity of Bénédicte Cerutti’s playing. Suspended by each of his words, his silences and his looks, sometimes sucked in by some ghost, sometimes directly pointed at him, the public will obviously not come out unscathed from this plunge closer to horror.
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