The truck came to a halt.
Pang heard the keys clinking. Finally, he experienced the glorious warmth of
the sun after a fourteen-hour journey. But, in the distance, he heard people
yelling and cussing. Pang knew that the inmates were curious about the 'freshman'.
For Pang, he has been waiting for this treacherous moment since the judge sentenced him to 30 years at
Admiralty West Prison. Pang reluctantly rose to his feet and dragged his
shackled feet and handcuffed hands out of the truck. He was sweating
immensely that his orange uniform was drenched. The guard led him to his cell
and Pang lay on his thin, filthy flat piece of cardboard mattress. He lay awake all night long expecting the worst.
As Pang queued on the long
line for his pathetic breakfast of two burned toasts, two overly-fried eggs and
a cup of diluted coffee. He could hear some group of inmates teasing him. He
spotted an empty seat and sat quietly to eat.
“Hey, newbie! What brings you
to my kingdom?” Gurreiro teased and
spilled his cup of diluted coffee over Pang's shirt. “Oops sorry, looks like your
breakfast is over!” he said sarcastically
and grinned as he strolled away from his table. A crowd of prisoners jeered at Pang as he stood up. Pang thought
about it; to make an impact on his prison status or be a target for the rest
of his term in jail.
“Hey listen up, GURREIRO”
Pang yelled at the top of his voice. His voice echoed through the room. For a
second, nothing happened. Suddenly, Gurreiro sprung around and ran full throttle
towards Pang. Pang dodged as Gurreiro crashed into the table.
There
was no sound except for Gurreiro’s head smashing against the table. Pang knew
there was more to come as Gurreiro was a tough cookie who never loses.
Gurreiro picked himself up and grabbed Pang by the neck and strangled him; Pang
glared at Gurreiro and Pang felt a power he never felt before. The might,
strength and will was instilled into him as he was being choked. Pang
grinned and clenched his teeth. Gurreiro saw the fire in Pangs eyes; the power
of a million men. Gurreiro slowly backed away as Pang approached. Pang grabbed
Gurreiro by the neck, smiled at Gurreiro and muttered to himself, “Good bye, Mr.
Bully.”
Pang
knew that if he were to twist his neck, his sentence would be extended to another
good 10 years, so he thought again about all the prisoners who lived miserably.
Pang knew what was the right thing to do.
He
twisted his neck.
Gurreiro
dropped.
Everybody
looked in awe, even the warden was shocked. A few minutes later, the guards
rushed into the canteen and dragged Pang away. Pang knew justice had been
served for the inmates of the jail.
It has been 40 years since Pang killed Gurreiro and at the age of 70, he was released.
Pang
never regretted what he had done to him, not even a bit.
After
Gurreiro’s passing, the prison became quiet and peaceful, no more fights, just
peace.
Now,
Pang works at a meditation centre. He teaches yoga. Pang is now a peaceful
person - a new man whose problems have been dissolved, by meditating and
doing yoga. Soon, many started knowing him as ‘Pang the yoga instructor ex
convict.’
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