Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Hijau Kuning Tanahku..

Kuala Sala, Kedah Darulaman :

When we were small going back to Tok's house in Kuala Sala were not something that we look forward mainly because of the transportation, there's no bus service in that village, that means the bus will drop us infront of the mosque and we have to walk for about 15 minutes to reach Tok's house. Along that short journey we will be greeted by ayah's relatives and friends and sometimes our journey were interrupted by cows who lazily lepak in the middle of the road.
For us it was really a very long journey but I realised now that I should not regret it, that was when I have the opportunity to discover a lot of things that could not be found in Alor Setar.
Kuala Sala is just a small village where houses were built parallel with the only main road that connect them to outside world. Each houses are facing the road and at the back are acres of paddy field, the best part of Tok's house is there's a small river after the paddy field and only a few meters walk we will reach the beach.
This small river is the important system for paddy field. There were many coconut tree at the back of the house that leaning towards the sea, and we will climb and sit on it while enjoying our freshly cut sugar sweet and juicy
This used to be my favourite area, this is where we play 'masak-masak' with my late aunt, we used hibiscus bud as chili, and cooked using coconut shell, this is also where I seek peace and hide from pain when I fell from the 'pangkin'(platform) while playing 'batu tujuh' with my cousin: Sharmi (Simah kenal kan..), Bani and twin Shoni and Shaki.I had a big bump on my left shoulder and was sent for traditional massage and it was so painful...:-(
In order to reach the paddy field we have to cross over few grave stone hiding in a bushes, Tok said "tu kubuq orang lama-lama, takdak apa aih.." but who wants to believe that? especially me who love to think that it's spooky..when the night came, we wil sleep with Tok and Ngah inside a kelambu while Tok will tell stories about her neighbours,it's kinda spooky because the only sound that we could heard is the waves and her low tone voice, she didn't scared us but the way she talk make me want to hide inside my blanket and fall asleep as fast as I can.

These are our precious supply of fresh coconut juice and milk. I like the way it grow reaching up to the sky, and here you are feeling small and scared, scared that the tree will get angry and start shooting it's cannon coco ball..

I think my interest in planting is inhereted or developed by my surrounding especially here in Kuala Sala people plant the same thing, it is a common sight, purple and green/yellow sugar cane, pelam sala and guava were plant at the front portion if the house, while colourful hibiscus will line as a fencing. Sometimes my grandpa (Wan) will brought back crushed seashell from his fishing trip and poured along the fencing and the entrance.
This lovely flower is a hit among kids where we could suck the juice, it comes in different colour.

When the place is dear to your heart, this is what you do, built a mosque and name it after your mother or father, this was built by Tan Sri Tajudin Ramli, the floating mosque with picturesque view of the sea..

Now living in concrete jungle seeing only grey sky makes me appreciate and looking forward to experience kampung life again, the last Merdeka trip while driving next to 'tali air' I saw an old man washing his shoe and an old wooden bridge waiting to fall down,not far from him there were kids fishing, laughing and enjoying their own game.
It was all green and green landscape with Gunung Jerai standing tall and proud complete the whole picture. I will come back when the next season start, who said we don't have four season?, in Kedah we have different season and the landscape change from island view, to serene green and then it turn into gold and finally light brown with smokes in the middle of the field.

I love the sun, the sea ,the moon, the waves...

The leaves swayed, the sun is going down and sometimes hiding behind the cloud, the birds fly......and I could only captured this moment and share it with everybody


fromkl said...

good write-up.
teringat masa dok kampung, 6 batu dari jitra dan 6 batu ke kodiang.
teringat mak ayah, saudara2, kawan2, masjid, buah2, bendang, kerbau, padi, tangkap ikan, kenduri, sungai, macam2 lagi. life.

mobb said...

hi sue ...

aku dah sampai tak tahu nak komen dah ... best sgt suasana kampung nih ... kehidupan zaman kanak kanak 70 dan 80-an tuh ... tak boleh lupa ...

sayang sekali kalau anak anak yg tinggal di bandar ... tak merasa main kat kebun ... sawah ... kubang parit dsb ...

anak saudara tinggal di bandar bila balik kampung ... mereka kumpul biji getah .. nak dimakan pulak ... hehe .. macam macam ...

sue ... aku ada kat vsixth ... lihat dari jauh je ... letih nak komen sesetengah kawan kawan tak berubah pemikiran ... sama masa di sekolah dulu dulu ... baru je balik bercuti dgn emmy torot maroz ...


sue said...

thanx, saja mengimbau kenangan masa budak2,kat sana tak semoden kl tapi tenang dan sejuk mata memandang :-)

bestkan jadi 70's and 80's babies, byk benda2 yg budak skrg tak dapat, zaman kita tu zaman transition.

nak makan biji getah...?kelakarnya, depa main PS2, kita main 'tuju tin', 'tuju kasut', poLis sentri..masa berubah begitu cepat kan

aku pun masuk vsixth, komen kat certain thread aje,mcm kata yuri:vsixth dah jadi mangga

ufukhati said...


I used to live in the kampung.
I love the sound,
the colour,
the contour,
the scent
of the vegetation.


mobb said...

sue ...

dan main kawin kawin ... masak masak ... main tanah ... bila masa raya buat pondok pondok belakang rumah ...

"assalamualaikum ... alamak ada orang datang lah ... kuih tanah baru lepas jemur .. tak kering lagi ..pegilah rumah sebelah yea .." hehe kelako betullah !

sampai sekarang aku tak reti main ps2...


kalau umur skg main kawin kawin lagi best kan ... hehhehe .. :-)

torot said...

nasib baik aku ada kampung....
balik bila raya jer masa kecik kecik... bila dah besar.. aku sendiri yang balik kampung nenek aku kat melaka.... rumah kayu melaka.. tido dalam kelambu... sejuk .... best....

bende yang paling aku ingat sampai sekarang ni ialah ada satu malam tu aku tido kat rumah ibu(level paling atas kat rumah melaka) masa tu hujan lebat... aku mimpi hantu punjut ataupun pochong keliling aku melompat lompat... ada dalam 10 hantu laa perghh sampai sekarang aku ingat.... dengan ribut nya... bunyik zink kene hujan lagi....

heheheehhe.... anda kenal hantu pochong? hhhahha habis la pasni cerita hantu plakkkkk....

ok sue... nice blog... keep it up !

greetings from dublin
torot and emmy

sue said...

Pak Darma,
people who have lived or experience kampung life would know how colours, sound and the scent couLd bring them back down the memory lane.

oo..main kawin-kawin, ada lagi - main cikgu2, doktor2, masa tu imagination that drives us,
aku pun tak pegang PS2 :-)

thanx for visiting

rumah kampung kat melaka pun best, aku suka verandah dengan railing rendah tu.
hantu pochong?ko ni byk sgt tgk citer hantu..hantu bungkus la tu kan?....jangan la start buka citer pasal hantu, aku ni senang terbawa2 sampai tidur ;-)

Queen Of The House said...

Whenever we all balik Kedah, we make time to visit the Yan area ... suka sangat kat situ. Hmmm kalaulah boleh dapat tanah, buat rumah kat situ, and spend our retirement years there ....

sue said...

i pun suka area Yan, sejuk kat situ, dkt dengan waterfall, gunung jerai, might be an ideal place for retirement, kena beli cepat sebelum ada yang nak develop buat housing scheme kat situ :-)

mobb said...

sue ...

dulu bos aku akitek FAA kat ampang point orang Yan ... Fazillah Ali, kira kat Yan terkenal gak lah ... masuk politik ... projek pun masyuk .. stadium bukit jalil dgn condo sekali ..aku numpang tuah org kedah gak lah ... ehehehe ...

kang cuti balik malaya boleh tak aku singgah umah hang kat aloq staq ? nak main pondok pondok kat sawah lah ...


demonsinme said...


A gift for you...


there is a place in the east,
where man once were treated as burden beast,
and tears fertelize another's bliss,
where whiplash would replace a kiss,
live a man with part of his mind amiss,
forgoting the day a kris fought a christ,
remembering the day filled with blessing of a hiss,
loving the sap from a whore tities,
lavishing in lavender confusing tease.

there is a place opposite the west,
where man once laid in unholy rest,
and laughter is known by the screaming laughter of a warrior crest,
and virtues where kept in buried heavy chest,
live a man known least than best,
who wore rags of the players of chess,
and think of thoughts seen to other no more than a mess,
and held high no higher than a slave shoe dress.

there is a place in east and west mid,
where man's heart hid,
not knowing where he would bid,
in a name lost in two creed,
or to take the two composite,
or left it where lost wills writ,
knowing knot why his papa grits.

sue said...

bos ko tu byk dpt judak dpt projek kat sana, langkawi pun yg mega dia dpt, ofis aku dpt yg ciput je, tuah semua orang actually....jemput-jemput datang dengan rombongan cik kiah

thank you so much from the bottom of my heart, a gift well crafted :)

thewailer said...

gardening in the morning mist in my hometown, Kangar is one peaceful moment :) haaa not far from Kedah noooo hehehe

simah said...

u have beautifully captured the view of what a kampung view is.. terasa rindu pulak kat sana...pokok kelapa melambai lambai...kat sini nak carik pokok pun susah.. how is everything?

simah said...

selamat menyambut bulan u n hubby :0)

anggerik merah said...


Selamat menyambut Ramadhan to you and hubby and the little one inside.

Lovely entry & pics.

Ewok said...

Selamat Berpuasa

Reading this dlm bulan posa ni buat I rindukan kg lah.

sue said...

hey...i thought u just love to hit the wave, have a good time there

sorry dear for not visiting your place for quite some time, mai la balik kampung kalau dah dok ternampak2 pokok nyiur melambai tu..salam ramadhan

thanx, how's life going on over there, hope u have a great ramadhan

selamat berpuasa, bila lagi nak balik alor setar?
i wonder where i could find che mah now?

Kak Teh said...

sue, thanks for this journey home. Yes, Yan for me brings back memories of childhood. Love it too..

sue said...

kak teh,
thanx for coming, tak dapat balik, tapi dapat tengok kat sini pun ok :-)
selamat berpuasa