For the past three months, I’ve been having quite a bit of fun with my hands, in exotic locations. The fruit of this labour is perhaps one of my most intimate works – The Minorities.
The Minorities follow the plight of four friends living together (rather illegally) in a flat in Yishun.
Meet The Narrator, a Singaporean inventor trying to sell his latest contraption – The Soundloft, a device that converts your dreams to music – as he searches for the ghost of his recently deceased father.
Staying with him, away from the prying eyes of the authorities is Bangladeshi Cantona Fawwaz (named after the footballing legend), a former construction worker whose contract has lapsed. Cantona, an orphan, refuses to return to Bangladesh and instead stays in Singapore, where he is slowly discovering his artistic abilities.
Cantona’s roommate is Tights Chang, a Shenzhen native who, like Cantona, didn’t want to leave Singapore after his work contract lapsed. A Hollywood movie fanatic who taught himself English by imitating the things he hears in films, Tights named himself after the article of clothing he believes defines all heroes.
Rounding up the foursome is Shanti Sekar, a former colleague of The Narrator who quickly assimilates with this ragtag group of impractical dreamers and illegal immigrants. Shanti herself is on the run from an abusive husband, a leader of a dangerous gang who want to take her back – at all costs.
And then, there’s the pontianak…
THE MINORITIES HITS BOOKSTORES HALLOWEEN 2017.