My Very First Gang Fight
Eventful, would be the most proper word to describe my trip up to Penang last week. While all I could think about during the endless bus ride was how badly my butt ached, I never expected the weekend to turn out the way it did, penuh dengan aksi berdebar-debar...hehhe...
Well, I reached the island on Friday, never been happier to see the brightly lit bridge; the same bridge I cussed at during my first year. Funny how a stupid bridge can bring about nostalgic sentiments..*sigh*
Anyway, it was a Friday night. And people just don't sit/sleep out Friday nights..So I found myself at Soho, a bit uptight at first..very, very much not halfway through the night, What with the level of beer in my glass never less than half :)
And it didn't help that I bumped into a cousin who insisted that I drink with her as well. Not once. Over and over.
Oh well, she is family. Can't say no to family, can we?
To cut a long story short..I was pretty much gone/high/tipsy, whichever you may.
Dear cousin made me make a fool of myself as well. How i went up to a bunch of guys and said,"My cousin is interested in you" is beyond me. She owes me big time!
The lights came on in no time, and the mood of the songs mellowed a bit too quickly. The crowd began to dwindle while we sat by the bar and talked a bit.
Out of nowhere, this Aussie arse comes up to our group and says,"I'm wearing your mom's bra" to a friend of mine, my host for the weekend.Apparently, they're notorious for creating trouble there.
Mr. Host lost his marbles for a while and challenged them to a tussle.
I would have too.Lost it, I mean.
Things got pretty tense for a while, and I sorta panicked. Never been anywhere near a flare up like that.
The only thing I could do was pull him away with all my might.
Did he oblige? Noooo....pushed me away and yelled at me to let him go, thats what he did..and went for the stool!
I was like,"Holy Crap!" Luckily, at that point of me regaining my balance, this other guy came in and did what he did to stop things from getting any further..
The fact that Mr Arse dared come up with such a remark obviously meant that he wanted to pick a fight, right? Why didn't he respond then? His friends and him just walked away. They weren't outnumbered..Why didn't he finish what he started? Bloody half-witted nimrod.
That was Friday.
Saturday was episode 2.
Scene of crime: SS yard
(for the non enlightened, SS is another nightclub in Penang)
After the fun ended, we were innocently waiting for a friend, so that we could stuff the drunk dude drenched in the glory of his own puke in the car and call it a night.Thats when a bunch of ruthless bell-bottomed, helmet-weilding karats decide to live up to society's general assumption of Indian guys.
They started taunting the drunk Chinese dude pinned against the wall by Mr Host and Mr Host's friend. He was one heavy dude, that's why they had to have him standing against the wall. To bring him to a standing position again would spell back pulls.
In the event of getting the Indian guys to back off, tempers flared, obsceneties were thrown about and in a blink of an eye about 15-20 same breeds gathered across the road, all ready to charge.
I saw this scrawny rat walking over with much gusto, and I was like, "I can take on this rodent."
He was physically smaller than me, and had an oh-so-slappable face.
So I thought I'd be a Big G and do my bit. He was about to pounce towards Mr Host( who was glinting and clenching his jaws so hard I honestly thought he'd hurt himself breaking it) when I positioned myself nicely between them, facing the rat.
I gave him a look (God knows what look it was) and apparently I said something to him ( which I can't for the life of me recall).
Next thing I knew, he was inching away.
Who da wo-man?!!Heheheh...If looks could kill,mine can!
Whatever possesed me to do what I did, I can't comprehend. It was an alcohol-induced,spur-of the-moment,friend-watching-another-friend's-back thingy, I guess.
Imagine if he was unperturbed by my 'look',things could have turned out differently. We all could have gotten our guts splattered across the grounds, the way we were outnumbered.
But somehow, I had this feeling that that wasn't gonna happen. I felt like I 'kena wahyu' to do what I did. And I'm mighty proud of it..heheh.
There was this other guy there..I'll forever remember his face. If the rat's face was slappable, this guy was had a punchable one. And he deserves to be on the floor,black-eyed, wincing in pain with a few teeth out.
The presence of the police after a while chased away the karats.
Though emotions ran high that night, it was extremely exhillarating.I had a wonderful weekend. Would relive it in a second :)Trust Penang to give me a good time!
My first gang fight..
Shocked my system a bit,had a hangover the next day, but it's all cool....
Something to exaggerate to my kids about.
Once, Amma was a big gangster :)
At least now I can claim I am a full fledged Indian...hahhah.
Now, not many girls can actually relate to my story..So now you know who to call if you wanna start a fight...drop me a line!
Well, I reached the island on Friday, never been happier to see the brightly lit bridge; the same bridge I cussed at during my first year. Funny how a stupid bridge can bring about nostalgic sentiments..*sigh*
Anyway, it was a Friday night. And people just don't sit/sleep out Friday nights..So I found myself at Soho, a bit uptight at first..very, very much not halfway through the night, What with the level of beer in my glass never less than half :)
And it didn't help that I bumped into a cousin who insisted that I drink with her as well. Not once. Over and over.
Oh well, she is family. Can't say no to family, can we?
To cut a long story short..I was pretty much gone/high/tipsy, whichever you may.
Dear cousin made me make a fool of myself as well. How i went up to a bunch of guys and said,"My cousin is interested in you" is beyond me. She owes me big time!
The lights came on in no time, and the mood of the songs mellowed a bit too quickly. The crowd began to dwindle while we sat by the bar and talked a bit.
Out of nowhere, this Aussie arse comes up to our group and says,"I'm wearing your mom's bra" to a friend of mine, my host for the weekend.Apparently, they're notorious for creating trouble there.
Mr. Host lost his marbles for a while and challenged them to a tussle.
I would have too.Lost it, I mean.
Things got pretty tense for a while, and I sorta panicked. Never been anywhere near a flare up like that.
The only thing I could do was pull him away with all my might.
Did he oblige? Noooo....pushed me away and yelled at me to let him go, thats what he did..and went for the stool!
I was like,"Holy Crap!" Luckily, at that point of me regaining my balance, this other guy came in and did what he did to stop things from getting any further..
The fact that Mr Arse dared come up with such a remark obviously meant that he wanted to pick a fight, right? Why didn't he respond then? His friends and him just walked away. They weren't outnumbered..Why didn't he finish what he started? Bloody half-witted nimrod.
That was Friday.
Saturday was episode 2.
Scene of crime: SS yard
(for the non enlightened, SS is another nightclub in Penang)
After the fun ended, we were innocently waiting for a friend, so that we could stuff the drunk dude drenched in the glory of his own puke in the car and call it a night.Thats when a bunch of ruthless bell-bottomed, helmet-weilding karats decide to live up to society's general assumption of Indian guys.
They started taunting the drunk Chinese dude pinned against the wall by Mr Host and Mr Host's friend. He was one heavy dude, that's why they had to have him standing against the wall. To bring him to a standing position again would spell back pulls.
In the event of getting the Indian guys to back off, tempers flared, obsceneties were thrown about and in a blink of an eye about 15-20 same breeds gathered across the road, all ready to charge.
I saw this scrawny rat walking over with much gusto, and I was like, "I can take on this rodent."
He was physically smaller than me, and had an oh-so-slappable face.
So I thought I'd be a Big G and do my bit. He was about to pounce towards Mr Host( who was glinting and clenching his jaws so hard I honestly thought he'd hurt himself breaking it) when I positioned myself nicely between them, facing the rat.
I gave him a look (God knows what look it was) and apparently I said something to him ( which I can't for the life of me recall).
Next thing I knew, he was inching away.
Who da wo-man?!!Heheheh...If looks could kill,mine can!
Whatever possesed me to do what I did, I can't comprehend. It was an alcohol-induced,spur-of the-moment,friend-watching-another-friend's-back thingy, I guess.
Imagine if he was unperturbed by my 'look',things could have turned out differently. We all could have gotten our guts splattered across the grounds, the way we were outnumbered.
But somehow, I had this feeling that that wasn't gonna happen. I felt like I 'kena wahyu' to do what I did. And I'm mighty proud of it..heheh.
There was this other guy there..I'll forever remember his face. If the rat's face was slappable, this guy was had a punchable one. And he deserves to be on the floor,black-eyed, wincing in pain with a few teeth out.
The presence of the police after a while chased away the karats.
Though emotions ran high that night, it was extremely exhillarating.I had a wonderful weekend. Would relive it in a second :)Trust Penang to give me a good time!
My first gang fight..
Shocked my system a bit,had a hangover the next day, but it's all cool....
Something to exaggerate to my kids about.
Once, Amma was a big gangster :)
At least now I can claim I am a full fledged Indian...hahhah.
Now, not many girls can actually relate to my story..So now you know who to call if you wanna start a fight...drop me a line!
3 Comments:
PEV 5259
to use a very cliche phrase:
you go girl!
:)
Shaman,
That'll forever be engraved in your mind,huh..;)
killu,
hehehheh...thank you!
*does a lil victory dance*
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