A Famous Novel Reveals Terrible Information About The Security Apparatus In “Khashm Al-Qurba”

The novelist Abdel Aziz Baraka is silent

What happened in Khashm al-Qurba is not strange at all and not new. The residents of Khashm al-Qirba have not received the grace of security since the time of the corrupt state, except in the era of a very strange security man named Talha al-Sammani; I do not know what they did to him either: Security officers in Khashm al-Qirba are monsters and thugs.

And write about experience as one of the most arrested in Khashm al-Qurba and practice the most severe verbal and moral torture and deprivation of sleep, but solitary confinement in guarding the railway, which was used to imprison thieves and criminals, in addition to the separation of work twice.

It is strange that he was always accused and so far the friend Kamal Kamsh and friend of the old age Tayeb Kepson (two of the detainees in the recent events) and the whole family of Khalifa Al-Naim small and large and angry Khaled Saadouk.
مجتمع خشم القربة مجتمع متماسك، وعلى الرغم من عنف الكيزان ونسميهم هنالك ناس بيت النمل، الا ان العلاقات الاسرية لم تتاثر بذلك، ويظهر ذلك في التكافل العفوي في مناسبات الأفراح والأتراح، وللأمانة ايضا كل الذين قاموا بالاعتداء اللفظي والنفسي والبدني علينا كمعتقلين في تلك الأوقات ليسوا من ابناء القربة، ياتون بهم دائما من مدينة كسلا، وربما يأخذون ابناء خشم القربة الذين يعملون بالأمن الى مدينة كسلا كتبادل في الفعل الاجرامي، نعم هنالك بنتان وبعض الرجال من الدفاع الشعبي كانوا يمنعون عنا النوم بالإنشاد طوال الليل، احدي السيدتين تلميذتي في المدرسة، نعم هنالك الواشون والواشيات من الطلاب الذين تم تجنيدهم في الحركة الاسلامية، ثم المؤتمر الوطني، وهم الذين يرفعون التقارير عن المعلمين والطلاب زملائهم، ولكن كل مجتمع فيه الصالح والطالح اقصد فيه الانسان والكوز.

When I wrote about the son of my friend, Adel Fadl al-Sayyed, who was arrested during the first revolution, he was tortured that night, complaining about what I wrote in a demand for his release. So I will not write about my friends who are now detained until after the revolution. Piles.

When the family arrived in Khashm al-Qirba, they lived in a small house opposite the house of my aunt Fatumah, the wife of Ali al-Jamal. His father became a friend of Ali al-Jamal, where they were twins on Souk Street. They always found them on two old plastic chairs in front of a camel shop. Which is always free of the goods, just a bag of bread and some banana and a lot of chastity.
Professor Ahmed martyr me many years, and he is a colleague of my brother Al-Fatih Baraka and may have been my student at some point.