TRIP TO KAMPUNG BATU SATU, JERAM, PERAK
envoy of about 15 people left Uncle Sabri' s house in a state of excitement and
headed north. Our destination was a Malay village located south of Ipoh. After
all the hustle and bustle of loading the 3 cars, we departed at 9.00pm. Baaaalik
Kampuuung!.... wooooo..... Baaaalik Kampuuung!
only 4 hours of sleep we woke up to the sound of cockerels with sunlight glistening
through the curtains. Only then did I get to survey my surroundings. The bungalow
was made out of bricks, one of the few houses that was not made from wood. Behind
it were ponds filled with fish and beyond that were fruit trees. The house had
no fence. Anyone could just walk right up to the front door. There was no traffic
jam and we, young people needn' t worry about being kidnapped. No wonder so many
retirees prefer to spend the rest of their lives away from the city. I looked
forward to celebrating raya in such a tranquil environment.
first thing we did was head to Kampar. It was in this busy town did we buy meat
and vegetables for raya' s feast. Back home, we got a taste of cooking the "kampung"
way. All the cooking was done outside the house. The vegetables and "lemang"
were prepared on a mat on the floor, the "rendang" was stirred in a
huge wok above a fire fuelled by chunks of wood and the other gravies and curries
were cooked on two stoves. But soon, our energy level dwindled and we retreated
into the house for a much-needed siesta.
fruit orchard was the next to be explored. There, we plucked and tasted some of
the juiciest, sweetest fruits ranging from mangosteens, durians and langsat to
rambutans. It wasn' t easy and after that adventure, we all needed baths, pronto!
breaking fast for the very last time in the month of Ramadan and eating all the
lovely Malay delicacies, we youngsters couldn' t wait to start playing with firecrackers.
I, for one, enjoyed it immensely as I seldom play at home because the houses are
too close to each other and the threat of being caught by the authorities loom
Hari Raya! This day was full of joy and new experiences as we went visiting friends
and relatives. But before that, everyone from the adults to the kids took turns
to "salam" with each other and also ask for forgiveness for any misdeed
or any rude word said during the past year. I sincerely hope that this practice
will not vanish as it brings the family closer. It is indeed refreshing to see
even the adults asking for forgiveness from each other. We visited many houses,
even a few in Ipoh. At each house there was sure to be a wide array of food on
the table. Really, what is Raya without it' s delicious food! Everywhere we went,
we " salam" with everyone. This "salam" gesture
of holding the other person' s hand and bowing our heads breaks all barriers and
instantly bonds the two persons. Touch can really work wonders.
we arrived back home, the older boys were still not satisfied with just one night
of firecrackers, so while they were outside causing havoc, we girls were inside
chatting and giggling. It was only at 2am the next morning did we finally stumble
Sadly, after 3 days of fun with my fellow YA' s, it was time to leave. It was plain to see that each and every one of us had a ball of a time. We were so tired out that we immediately dozed of to sleep in the van!