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 * = **// [|NAVINDRAN S/O SELVARAJA] //** ||
 * = **// [|NAGENTHARAN S/O KERUPAYA] //** ||
 * = **// [|AHMAD RUZAINI BIN ABDUL HADI] //** ||
 * = **// [|MOHD ZULFIDZREE BIN ZORKEPLEE] //** ||

Hi. this page is solely dedicated to present our creative writing. You may notice what a bunch of inspiring and brilliant writers we are.Here we present to you what we have came out with:


 * Setting **

** Danga Bay, I Love You - written by Navindran **




 * Plot **


 * The story of jojo, the rock and roll destroyer - ** ** written by ahmad ruzaini **

Let me tell you the story of Jojo, the guitar player Leaves Detroit to become a New Yorker He wears no shoeshine For where he comes from there is no sunshine He lost his brothers Because he fought like a fighter Moves to New York and landed a job playing guitar for sexy Sadie Who later becomes his reverie? Some sort of his daydream If you dare to ask him

Then, He met Jude the sculpt artist Who looks exactly like Elvis Except he can’t sing, can’t even humming For his job is sculpting Sculpting is what he does best Except that he wears a dress

Later Jojo met harry Who he thinks is a bit cocky He buys him a drink And takes him to watch boxing Harry said something stupid to Rocky, the boxing king He said,” you’re lucky I’m not in the ring For I can punch you in the face until the bell rings”

He left harry in the boxing ring Getting squashed by the boxing king Goes back to Sadie’s For he is longing to hold his baby Gets up on the stage Ready to play songs from Garbage The band he listens to while growing up

Now, after 25 long, hard years Jojo still put on his gear Rocking the night out For Sadie and her crowds Monday to Sunday Sunday to Monday Any minute, any time of the year For he is Jojo, the rock and roll Destroyer!




 * Point Of view - written by Ahmad Ruzaini,

James, the selfish prick and Jenny,the cheating-behind-your-back girlfriend**

 It was a sunny day James has decided to go out for a stroll in the park. He packed his iPod and bottled drink and shoved it into his bag pack. He called out to Pierre, his ever faithful, brown Labrador that he got for his 16th birthday, given by Aunt Bertha. Now, at the age of 20, Pierre is still with him and never did he growled about how James treated him because James put all his affection towards his dog more than anything that he ever laid eyes on. James put on his sneaker and went to the door. He put a leash on Pierre and as he did this, Pierre yelps as if he is trying to say I don’t want to be leash, I promise I’ll be good. "Sorry, buddy. You know I don’t want to do this but I have to", said James in an apologetic voice. "Off we go then". He said before closing the door behind him and walked to his car and opens the door for Pierre. Pierre jumped in with excitement and his drools were falling down and wet the front seat. James growled for a while before he started the car, put the gear to drive and sped towards the park.

As they arrived at the park, there were loads of people. There were a couple of kids running after the pigeon and there was an odd-looking lady throwing grains to the gravel, feeding the pigeon. Her face did not look pleased at all when she saw the kids running after the pigeon while the pigeons were eating their meal of the day. There were a group of teenagers with their hair spiked out to the sky and pierce on their ears or any other part of their face. He smirked as he looked at them and turned his head to Pierre and patted him. He scratched his back and Pierre seemed pleased with what his master doing to him. Then, they started walking and passed a few benches. It was nearly 5 and they have walked around the park 3 times now when James decided that he could use a rest. He found an empty besides an ugly-looking gargoyle statue with its paw pointing to the sky. He sat on the bench and took out a bottle of drink from his bag pack. He drank a few and gave some to Pierre and drank again until he was satisfied that he was not thirsty anymore.

He sat and watched people walking passed them and a few greeted him and told him what a nice dog Pierre is.Tired of watching people walking past him, he got up and started walking again."We should be home now. House is at 6". He said as he glanced at his watch. House is his favorite series that he never missed to watch and would hate to miss one. He was walking very slowly towards his car when suddenly his eyes fell upon a woman which he dearly wanted to avoid his whole life. She is Jenny Hastings, his used-to-be girlfriend which he dumped because she slept with his best friend. He felt his ears turning to red as if there were steam coming out from his ears. Before he made something that he will regret for the rest of his lives, He changed his direction to the park again but before he could make even a leap towards the park, he heard a soft voice calling out his name.

"James? Is that you?" said the familiar voice. He turned his face and saw that Jenny was already behind him. She looked more beautiful, her eyes radiates under the sun and she has cut her hair short. "If only you didn’t sleep with my best friend, you could make a beautiful wife". He said to himself. "Hi, Jenny", he said this with a trembling voice because he still furious at her for what she has done. "Hi James, how are you?" jenny said as she knelt down and patted Pierre on the head. Pierre seemed to like this as he licked her hand as a token of gratitude. "I’m fine except for the fact that you slept with Ben", he said suddenly in a harsh voice. He could not contain his anger again. Jenny looked at her with disbelief. She did not seem pleased and was surprised that James could say such a thing after they had not seen each other for a couple of years now. "Still not letting go, are you? For God’s sake! We broke up two years ago you still couldn’t get rid of it!" she said, almost screaming. "How I wish I could strangle you right now!" James said in his head. It seemed that he really meant it. "I am so sorry for what had happened between us. I know it’s my fault and you ought to get angry" she said but however, the words fell flat, as if she doesn’t really mean it. "No you’re not!" he said. "Of course i'm not!" , she said this in her heart. how she wished she could say that to his face. he will sure realize what a jerk he is.

"Grow up, James. Whatever happened, it happened ages ago! I said I’m sorry, didn’t I? ", she managed to say this. "Whatever", he said."It is wise for me to dump you, you ungrateful slut!” he screamed his heart out as he said this, intending for the passerby to heard their argument. “Why, you selfish prick! I wouldn’t have slept with Ben if you’d have time for me. All you care about is your work and your dog even Pierre got more attention than I do!” she said this as she gave a piercing look at Pierre. “I shouldn’t waste my time on you. You’re making me miss watching house. Come on buddy”, He said to Pierre. “Don’t you dare walk away from me! I haven’t finished with you. If you consider yourself a man, come back and apologize now” her voice getting louder as she said this. “Not in a lifetime.”James said without looking back and with his middle finger pointing into the air. He left her dumbstruck, got into his car and drove away.

By this time, Jenny’s face was so red. She knew that people had seen her argument with James. “That good-for-nothing bum, I ought to slap him just now”, she mumbled to herself. "how dare he embarrassed me like that!", she said, nearly shouting. "As if i'm some sort of a low-life that he can..can...Urgh!!i'm so pissed with him. James Cunningham, You may as well rot in hell!!", she said before turning to the smells of burning sausages and toasted bread. She walked across the park to the Hot Dog stall, with her head down as if to avoid any eye contact with people whom she surely knew has heard the argument. She bought a Hot Dog, gave the cashier a fiver, waited for her change and rushed to the street and disappearing into the clouds of people and get to the subway to take a train back to her house.


 * Tone and style **


 * Dear Michelle's husband - written by Ahmad Ruzaini **

Our million votes goes to the man we thought bold Were wasted when his feet got cold People believed he is the chosen one until we realized he's just Merlin without the wand

He preaches to us about dreams and hopes But all he seems to do is playing a game of rope-a-dope Obama and Co, are Yous a bunch of Goons? For yous running loose like an army of Loons Left-wing, right-wing jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling hears the bell rings the clock ticking What does it matter? When none actions taken whatsoever

He talks about the American dream but done nothing to redeem He talks about war still more innocents put behind bars

Step down, Mr President man you are a such a bad omen Hear the people chanting,whispering, praying last thing you'll see,he ain't gonna be leaving however much you plead until you let yourself bleed it ain't gonna happen he's gonna stay until the next term

Thousands of apologies, Mr President No puns intended!


 * P.S : Don't sue me. **




 * Characters**


 * //My Name Is//** **//Kanth - written by Nagentharan//**

My name is Kanth. I am not Shah Rukh Khan. I am neither Salman Khan nor Aamir Khan. I am not even Saif Ali Khan. It’s just me. I am the only Kanth, Vijaykanth. In all over India, they call me by the name of Captain Vijaykanth, because I am their captain and their hero. I have special powers, superpowers, but I am not better that God, because he is better than anyone else in this world. My powers are so great. I always use it to help the mankind, but never for my own purpose. This is my story. I don’t know who my mother is, because she died while giving birth to me. Actually, I was born once she’s dead. I realised my superpowers when I was 7 years old. I was always the victim of bullying. I hate that boy, because he will take away my pocket money. One fine day, I slap him out of nowhere. Oh my god!!! He straight away flew to the headmaster’s room. Just with one slap he flew just like that. Everyone was surprised to see that. From that day, I started to realise my potentials. I became an instant hero with the hot girls in my school. Even the teachers liked me.

No one is willing to fight with me, because I am so strong. Later on, I met Mr. Sarath who realised the power within me. He invited me to stay with him. He was a gay. He thought me to utilise my superpowers very well. I learned how to use my power and limit the usage of my power. Actually, Mr. Sarath helped me to identify my other powers as well. I can fly like the red underwear man. Well I am better than him, because I can kick the villain while flying in the air. Then, I can punch people until their bones are broken. I can simply create fire by just looking at something or someone. When I get angry, my eyes will turn red, like the colour of thick blood. I can even touch any high voltage wires with my hands. Actually, I have a lot of powers. Mr. Sarath says that I am one man army. Nobody can even stand and fight with me. “Do you wonder how you get all these superpowers?” My Sarath asked me this question. I was wondering how I got all these powers. My father was an alien. He came from the planet Pulut Cronoton. He assassinated the planet’s future president, Mr. Radha and ran away to Earth. Here he met my mother and fell in love with her. Actually, he transformed himself to become a handsome guy and tackled my mother. I am his only child. That’s how I got al these superpowers. It’s may be some sort of mutation within my life cells. I never met my father, because he disappeared once got my mom pregnant. Meanwhile, Mr. Sarath was my fathers close friend, and both of them killed Mr. Radha back in Pulut Cronoton. I don’t know what to say when Mr. Sarath told me these stories. Anyway, I am glad with powers that I have now. Mr. Sarath’s will always say this words, “with great superpowers, comes a nasty villain to kick your ass.” What he said was true.

One fine day, while I was taking a long nap near the river, Mr. Sarath called me. He sounds terrified and scared, and asked me to come and meet him instantly. When I reached there, he was half naked and lying down helplessly on the ground. “Oh! Kanth come here my son”, he called me. “Yes guru, what happened to you guru, who did this to you oh my dear guru?” I said. “His son is here” says Mr. Sarath. “Who? Who? Who?” I screamed. “It was Mr.Radha’s son, Rambo Khan, he came here to take revenge for his father’s assassination by me and your father. He raped and molested me: and then he stabbed me so many times. I will die in a while, so please use your mighty superpowers and kill him for me.” He said sadly. “My son, your father is still alive. He is living with his new wife in Happy Island. Rambo Khan is already there. Go and save him, before it’s too late.” Before I could ask him on how to go there, he passed away. My father is still alive. I must save him and his new wife, before Rambo Khan gives his final blow to my father and his wife. But, I don’t know how to go there.

Luckily, I have my new CELDIXIS broadband. I will have to surf the net and find for the place in Google map. Yes!!! I have found it. I need to fly over there and rescue my father. It’s a long journey, but I reached there in 2 minutes while eating noodles. “Hey you rapist, let go of my father and his, wow!!! young wife now, if not prepare to battle with me,” I said ferociously. “Hello there, welcome to Happy Island. Oh! So you are the only son of Mr. Surakanth, who killed my father without any sympathy. But, today I will rape and molest him in front of you. Hahahahaha!!!! This is not good at all. I am facing a sex maniac in front of me. “Don’t even think about it you maniac,” I said with full of laughter. Suddenly, without any first warning, he drew the first blood. He threw a golf ball towards me with full of power, but I easily catch it with my hand and smashed it to dust. He was surprised. Then, he threw the golf stick, but I focused my eyes towards the stick and burned it to the ground. Again he was stunned by my actions. Later on, we fought for more than one hour, until my father fall asleep. However, his young and sexy wife was still awake and supporting me. It was a long fight. I punched him here and there, but still he fought back. Suddenly, he kicked my private part.

Owh! So painful. While, I was lying down on the ground, he took this opportunity to molest my father and finally he raped him in front of my own eyes. I couldn’t do anything to save him. But, before he put his fingers on that lady, I woke up and gave him finest punch ever. He was stunned and flew few kilometres away. I managed to save my father’ wife, but I couldn’t save my own father. “Daddy, I am so sorry, to repay my sin, I will marry your wife. Thank you, dad for such a hot lady.” He passed away just like that. I hugged the lady. Her name is Ruku. I went together to saw Rambo Khan’s body. But, sadly the dogs where eating his meat. What a great end for such a rapist. May god bless his soul, my father’s and Mr. Sarath’s. I thought that I will be alone, but I have a new hot wife. Well my power keeps growing and I worked as a full time super hero for India. I and Ruku live happily ever after.

THEME  THE WORD//LOVE........  written by // MOHD ZULFIDZREE BIN ZORKEPLEE

THE WORD //LOVE ……… //
 * Love is something than we need, **
 * The word love, **
 * Is something that we can’t feed, **
 * Because the word love people die, **

** Love – feel like flying, **
 * But once reach the limit – will fall, **
 * Falling makes us ailing, **
 * Hurt in love is real, **

** Once can say love is like a wall, **
 * When enter it means safe, **
 * But actually love is dull, **
 * When we lost it – we’ll die, **

** Once can say love is happiness, **
 * Sometime it makes people laugh, **
 * But love means sadness, **
 * It always makes people sigh, **

** The more you love, **
 * It become stable, **
 * But when it is stable, **
 * It is fragile. **

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