Written by : Mao , Shaarvin , Mike.


The gangs had assembled. The fight was going to start soon . Shafiq was shaking from head to toe. If he hadn't already gone to the toilet he would have pissed his pants. All of their parangs, sharp like Shaarvin's moustache , looked intimidating to Shafiq. He was unarmed , save for half a year of taekwondo training , half a year of ninjitsu training, and half a year of latin salsa dance plus the keys to the den . As the Ah Bengs, Mat Rempits , and Rowdys swaggered , he silently planned his tactics.

It was at times like this that he remembered what his mum used to say. "Keep your hair short so that people can't grab your head and chop it off. " Out of nowhere, Shafiq got a pair of scissors and began cutting , strand by strand until they became as short as Pavanjit's leg hairs.

Which , were in fact quite long .

The first Ah Beng lunged at him .Shafiq deftly stepped aside and snipped off AhBengOne's fringe till it was no longer than Aaron's nose hair. AhBeng cursed him until his 18237th generation and shouted various profanities , which involved genitals and something about parents.But Shafiq was smart and he countered the profanities with the Mighty Word. WALAUEHH.

Ah Beng collapsed to the ground , shocked and unconcious. MatRempitSatu was wildy shuffling in Shafiq's face, trying to intimidate him .Unfazed, Shafiq showed off his Hardstyle+Liquid moves and slapped Mat in the face. Furious , Mat tried to kick him but tripped because of his skinnies.

To add insult to the injury , Shafiq grabbed Mat's helmet and stuffed it onto his head, the other way round, back to front. Mat later died of suffocation and Shafiq was victorious once again.

Meanwhile, back to Rowdy. His long gelled hair was tied in a black bandana . Clad in a black , unbuttoned shirt , he wore black bell bottoms with black shoes and pink socks. A huge gold chain hung from his neck . * DON * . He drew his parang and shouted "DEI! NA ROWDY! NA ROWDY! " ( DEI ! I'm a GANGSTER. IMMA GANGSTER ) .

Shafiq retaliated by taking out the den key.

" My key can cut through armour and still slice a tomato. "

He threw the key and it pierced through Rowdy's parang , and all the way right through his...
ZIP?!??!? 0.0

Defying the laws of physics , the force of the key slammed the rowdy onto the wall . Shafiq took the chance to flee rather than see the results of his assault. He didn't get far as the rest of the gangsters surrounded him like hungry wolves.

With no way out , Shafiq sat down , meditated and prayed for his life. Unknown to him , sunlight was amplified and reflected on his shiny head to the extent of Supreme Radiance. Blinding and burning the gangsters' eyes .

Shafiq opened his eyes and to his surprise, the gangsters were blind (and burnt) . The sky was turning dark . There was a wild wind blowing , from the corner of the street. Shafiq looked up and the zipping white light beams disregarding hopes and dreams alike. It was a turning point.

It was a turning point...



* TO BE CONTINUED *


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Many thanks/apologies (?) to :

Michael , Shaarvin , who were more than happy to be part of this .
Aaron and Pavanjit , whose names were used without permission ;P
To Coldplay :
Thank you for writing great songs , such as Life In Technicolour ( II )

and to The Killers too.

Thank you for writing great songs ( which we can't really make out the lyrics)
such as Spaceman , ( bombs and satelites, not hopes and dreams alike)