Leïli and Nils are in the same class. Leïli likes to hunt, dress like boys, and gel her short hair. Nils likes to wear his hair long, shows his emotions, and is not physically strong. Neither conforms to gendered roles that society dictates. Told through the voices of Leïli and Nils, this intimate and poignant theater piece transports the audience into the mind of young boys and girls confronting the cultural stereotypes imposed on them as they come of age.

The play is a realistic drama, a satire about human nature, talking about people like you and me…sometimes cynical, sometimes shallow, witty and ridiculous, generous and coward in the same time. The play creates a sad and ludicrous universe, its two characters “Man with stick” and “Man with hat” resemble Vladimir and Estragon from Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot”, experiencing an absurd revelation, engaged in a game of power and free will. Conversing about absurd life events, Pockets Full of Breads has some very crunchy lines penned by the Romanian playwright Matéi Visniec.

The night just before the forests is a stream of words that opens up the view onto an unsettled world. This fathomless monologue travels through urban alienation, capitalist world, dysfunctional society and loneliness of a broken soul trying to be strong to hit hard against the society yet frail.

Scorched is a powerful, beautifully penned story that paves a path to a mother’s unspeakable pain. Simon and his twin sister Janine have been summoned to the notary’s office to hear the last will and testament of their mother, Nawal. Each is handed an envelope to deliver letters to a father they thought was dead and a brother they never knew existed. And so the mystery begins. These tasks lead them on a suspenseful journey to the heart of their mother’s war-torn Middle Eastern homeland. In this land, where civil war, massacre, and revenge constitute a way of life, the twins uncover shocking secrets about their mother’s concealed history as a political activist and prisoner of war and also about themselves and their origins.

In this play The texts are like the fragments of a broken mirror. At one time, the object existed in perfect condition. It reflected the sky, the world, and the human soul. And there was – no one knows when or why – the explosion. The remaining pieces are undoubtedly part of the original substance. And it is within this adherence to the original substance that their unity resides, their perfume, their atmospheric identity. The play is grotesque in nature & makes an attempt to move between the real and metaphorical decomposition of the being.

TILL DEATH US DO PART is a black comedy for three truly infernal actors. It is also the story of a family, of a son who returns to his mother’s home with an urn that contains the ashes of his grandmother who has just been incinerated. This fairly tragic moment is the starting point for a comic action that unfolds inexorably with clockwork precision. In memory of Classical farce, a black comedy brought to you by Alliance Française de Bombay & St. Andrew’s Centre for Philosophy & Performing Arts