"Are you all right? Oh my god are you all right? You!"he said turning to the man on the scooter in anger and was animated, but the woman had to be helped. Someone came up from the road and helped him lift the bike and all the while he kept asking with painful concern "Are you alright? Are you alright baby?" Someone noticed that his hand had started bleeding. The woman was in a shock. She was led away to the pavement holding  her hip. Her man wasnt going to let this go.

"You bastard. Cant you see you bastard!"

The man in the scooter had taken a fall but he had collected himself. He had been examing himself when the other walked up to him.

"What did you call me?"

"I called you a bastard!"

At this the other man jumped on him and we heard a whack but didnt see anything. There was already a crowd there but no one tried to help yet. Both of them rushed out of the crowd holding on to each other. The man on the bike still had his arm bleeding and he was trying to kick with his knee. But the other was stronger and he kept hitting him on the head. The bike-man was giving up, his upward thrusts of the knee were meek and he was loosing ground. The traffic came to a crowded halt. Some found a way through and didnt bother with the scene, others craned their heads over to see where the fight was, while still others parked their vehicles and started to watch.

A small crowd followed the men and the woman began to scream. Her man was getting it hard on the head and she was asking someone to stop them. We could see the strong blows the man was getting on his head. And then he gave in and fell to the ground. We saw the scooter-man, the one who had been reckless, scream something at him and get him in the stomach. Something else began to bleed. Someothers came in now and held onto the man and asked him to stop.

"Did you hear what he called me? You bastard. Your family bastard."

Someone suggested that the man on the ground needed to be rushed to the hospital. The scooter-man was looking at his scooter. He was looking to slip away. They lifted the bike-man on their shoulders. His woman stood shouting at the scooter-man. She got into the auto. Her man could barely walk and they brought him on shoulders to the auto. Someone slipped a key into his pocket and his hand was bleeding onto the road.

The scooter-man hadnt left. He had gotten brave. He came up to the auto and screamed at the couple: "Dont call me a bastard! That is what happens!"

Then something happened. The injured man in the auto  jumped out and swung his leg hard. We could see it from the pavement through the crowd. The blow landed between the other mans legs and we heard the sound it made. The man went down in a hurry.