Reviving With The Fresh Air Of Kampung

I was raised in a village named Kampung Gelam, a village at the side of Pekan Pasir Puteh, a district in the region of Kelantan. I was schooled at the Taski Al Rahmat, then Sekolah Rendah Kamil 2, and finally Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Kamil. As a Kampung Boy, I knew every single river and lake in the district. I knew where to find the best "Buah Getah" (rubber tree fruits), and where to catch the "Ikan Sepila" (beautiful fighter fish). We moved than to Sri Aman 2 and than to Sri Aman 1 until now after my family constructing the house there.

Sometimes, we miss the Kampung air. I spent some time to Kampung Pulau Sa at my uncle's house last weekend. The village was the place where my Mek and my Ma lived under a small barrack without floor, built on the someone's land. The life was so difficult in that time. Now everything is better but it won't make us forget where we come from. Alhamdoulillah... But the fresh air doesn't change it's smell. The cool and fresh blowing air, caressing my face, with a nice fragrance of the Melur flower and the Paddy field. The earth itself talks to me. The birds sing, and looking to the sunset while eating the Keropok Lekor and drinking the Sirap Pandan, I felt so peaceful and stressless.

What type of life would you strive for Mr Hakim??? Live peacefully, and prepare for a beautiful afterlife... ;)

small garden...

Fruit trees

constructing a store

house in the middle of the paddy field...

playing with the flock...

everything is edible here. yummy!!! ;)

Mek was cutting some Kangkung to be eaten fresh with "Budu"

I used to be like Azim. Playing happily around the Kampung without any stress and problems!

I am Kampung Boy!!!

Mango Tree

the bug

and it's future society...

banana tree!!!

a strange Nangka tree..

still early but already produced a nice jack fruit!

don't try to attack me gooses!!! Or you'll be my next dinner!!!

AFTER THE WEDDING

Wao...! One big thing just had happened. I made my wedding ceremony successfully. The marriage (Nikah) itself is simple, as it is just a word. But the ceremony itself needs much more preparation! Alhamdoulillah everything was done smoothly. I missed many Silat courses during those wedding weeks. I thought I could simply came to the Silat course organized by Cikgu Amin Hamzah the night we had the wedding reception at my wife's house. Nope. It was too hard. I wanted it hardly to come, but failed to fight against the wish of my beloved wife. lol

The wedding itself caused me many sacrifices other than that. Money, times, commitment, and attention. As I made a "Nazar" (promise to God), to cut off my hair when I'm getting married and only by the hand of my Ma and my Abah, something strange happened at the Barber's shop. It was only my Ma who managed to cut my hair. The second one is my Abah. Than the barber could do his work normally. Here myself, with no more "dragon's tail". Brutally chopped down by Abang Lan Tukang Gunting. Hehhe

The hair means a lot to me. I made that Nazar as a promise for myself to learn and to train Gayong as much as possible as I can before the time of "matured" comes. Hopefully the saparation between us will bring better things in my searching for the true art of Gayong.

And of course, after being "bombarded" many times with the friends' wedding invitations and was forced to eat eventhough you were not hungry, I finally "satisfactorily" gained few kilos. (Again!) Oh God...! I must start to work out my shape again. I need to maintain my stamina again. Hopefully after this wedding things passed on, I'll have enough time and wonderful place to start my training! ;)

I would like here to thank to all friends, families, Cikgus, Masters, brothers and sisters, who came to my wedding reception, and who thought a lot about us eventhough you were not coming. A sincere prayer from you is needed and your generosity and kindness were appriciated by us, my family here in Pasir Puteh. Ok, one thing just happened. One big thing. When will one "big" thing in Gayong will happen to me??? Hope the day comes when " Pecah Gayong Perpecahan Sayang, Satu Masa dan Ketika Akan Kembali Teguh"...


"Je suis de retour" (I'm coming back)

ZATTTTTT!!!!!!