Last night in the tranquil town of Phatthalung, something remarkable happened that set the local gossip mill ablaze with fresh fodder. The clock had just struck 9:30 PM when Bunrin, a determined banana farmer with a penchant for justice, transformed into an unexpected hero—or rather an anti-hero—of his own gripping story.
Bunrin, who lovingly tends to a varied crop of delectable namwa, egg, and cavendish bananas across his sprawling four rai kingdom in the Mueang district’s Na Nod subdistrict, had grown weary of the constant late-night thievery spoiling his fruitful labor. Each banana vanished like a ghost under the moonlit sky had struck a chord of frustration within him.
So there he was, hidden among the rustling leaves, lying in wait like a page out of a classic thriller. Around the same time, a bold banana burglar, who seemingly mistook Bunrin’s garden for self-service produce aisle, decided to make his move. Perched atop his trusty motorcycle, the thief ventured into the plantation, eyeing the ripe yellow gold that adorned the trees.
However, little did he know, Bunrin had the element of surprise on his side. With a voice loud enough to make the birds flutter away in alarm, Bunrin leapt out and shouted, scaring the daylights out of the sneaky intruder. In a frenzy faster than you could say ‘speeding banana,’ the thief hightailed it out of there, abandoning his precious two-wheeler—his plan thwarted and his villainous ambitions scorched, literally.
Fueled by a mix of anger and a fiery need for justice, Bunrin turned to the motorcycle, now a symbol of repeated annoyance, and lit it ablaze—a testament to his desperation and the thrill of finally catching a break in his vigilante saga. It was a move both bold and brazen, leaving the motorcycle incinerated and Bunrin with a story to tell.
When pressed by reporters on why he didn’t report the incident to the authorities, Bunrin candidly revealed his history of disappointment. He’d approached the local police many times, only to find their response as inactive as his newly charred adversary’s motorcycle. Instead of seeing the culprits behind bars, he saw the same scenes play out, banana after banana, thief after thief. So, he decided, sometimes you’ve just got to take justice into your own flamethrowing hands.
While Bunrin’s bananas continue to ripen in peace—at least for now—news from Phanat Nikhom brings its own saga of nighttime mischief to light. In a plot fit for a comedic heist as outlandish as they come, a 35-year-old suspect—known only as Nu—and an accomplice tried to pull off the gate-thieving caper of the century. Attempting to abscond with a gate from the Ban Sued housing project via motorcycle, the duo’s hopes crumbled under the oversized ambition (and weight) of their target, leaving them with nothing but the wind at their heels as they beat a hasty retreat.
Fortunately for the neighborhood gates of the world, justice wasn’t far off. On the first day of April, in a humorous twist that could rival the best of slapstick comedy, police nabbed Nu in the Na Phra That subdistrict, with Crime Colonel Thammarat Akarachaiphong leading the charge. That same infamous vehicle used in the crime? It’s now safely impounded, adding another chapter to the cautionary tales of ‘don’t try this on your motorcycle.’
And just like that, the tales of thefts and fiery justice take their place in the annals of local folklore, with everyone anxiously tuning into the latest breaking news—and keeping a closer eye on their own gardens, or gates, as the case may be.
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