Siblings Rivalry continues......

After Tanjung Karang we moved to KB. In KB my last two children enrolled in tadika Kemas which was near our house.When the elder brother went to school ( std 1 ),we sent our youngest daughter to kelas hafazan Quran.But later we had to pull her out from the class,when one day she came home shivering and terrified.She told me, she was very frightened when one of the boys was scolded by the ustazah and made him stand outside the class.

So, we got another ustazah to teach al Quran at home and this was when the rivalry continued. After a while the sister excelled in reciting of the Quran thus she moved to the next surah, ahead of the brother. After a while the brother got jealous,so every time she moved to a new surah , he would be angry with her , pushed her, hid her muqaddam and so on until Ida our helper told me about the incident.So I had to tell the ustazah to let the two read the same surah and move to the next surah together.

Later when we moved to Alor Setar,they were enrolled in the same school, both of them went to Sekolah Rendah Taman Uda.For extra knowledge I registered them in a drawing class. When they finished the first drawing and the colouring, they brought their work home. The sister proudly showed me her work while the brother stashed his drawing somewhere. When I praised the sister he got jealous and quickly showed me his half coloured drawing, but I praised him all the same. But he knew the sister did better than him, that made him really geram.

When they were bigger they started to have friends of their own. The brother had many friends and they were very active. He was never at home during weekends.Early morning he went to school to play tennis with his friends, about 11 o'clock all of them would cycle to town to swim in the public pool. He came back for lunch and then went to Kedah Kelab ( Just behind our house )to play tennis for the second session, after that all of them jumped in the pool until very late in the evening. During the school holidays he would be in sawah padi somewhere, tangkap ikan sepat.His skin became very dark as compared to the others in the family.

Every evening( weekdays ) the brother played football with the Indian boys team in Alor Semadom which is in front our house in Jalan Sultanah.One day I saw one of the Indian boys on the football field who wore the same t-shirt as my son , so I told the two sisters about it and they laughed at me saying..... mak..tu Hishamlah mak..bukan anak India!

As a girl the sister was homely. She joined the school choir and was busy with the practice and ocassionally performed in school functions. She had one close friend ( classmate )who would come to the house and they spent a lot of time together,playing games and practicing their flutes.Sometimes the brother would butt in just to annoy the two girls.

When we were in Kuching both of them were already in lower secondary and 3 years later we moved to KL. At this stage they did not quarrel much,but ocassionally he would tell me that her sister was a bit ' gelenya' . One day when they were in the car with me I asked my daughter....your brother told me you are gelenya,is it true? And then I turned to the brother,....now you tell me betul-betul how gelenya is your sister? Both of them didn't say anything.

The brother went to SM Sains Muar for one month and when he came back,he had changed a lot. Maybe when he was away he missed home so much especially the little sister. By then, my first daughter was already in college and the eldest brother was away, that made both of them became very close.Apparently they forgot why they were quarelling all these while.....

Salah terjah!

Have you ever been mistreated by the sales person in departments store? I was once in Alor Setar some 15 years ago.I bought a few things costed about 150 ringgit, and was queing up to pay.The guy in front of me got a nice paper bag with the store's logo but when come my turn she just stuffed my things in a plastic bag . I was quite furious so I asked her how come that man got a nice bag I don't? Because he bought a lot....so how much is a lot? ...more than 80 ringgit. Please check my bill, how much it is? She then pulled a long face and shoved the pretty bag to me.

Some shop assistant are clever to say like this product is expensive, if you want there's the cheaper version ( tipu version? ).Some really look at you up and down when you visit certain outlets. Another friend who went to buy a designer handbag but being scoffed at and belittled by the assistant until she got so mad and insisted on seeing the store manager.( Agaknya dia pakai selipar Jepun hari tu! )



There was this instance, I accompanied my friend to a high class jewellery shop, I was dressed up in full baju kurung and my friend came from outstation wearing something like seluar apek . The assistant was following me until I jadi lemas and told her right away ,don't follow me, I'm not buying, she is! Instantly she went hand and foot after my friend. ( ini kes sudah salah terjah! )

Sometimes you can really become exasperated when shopping in the hypermarket,like if you are looking for something in certain departments and asked for assistance, you will get a blank stare.In hypermarkets the assistants can get away with it because their superiors are nowhere to be seen!

Pelbagai jenis bacaan AlQuran!

Tahun 70an dulu ramai qari dari Afrika dan negara-negara Arab lainnya datang ke Malaysia untuk mengambil bahagian dalam musabaqah al Quran setiap bulan puasa. Mereka datang dengan bacaan yang berbagai dan tidak sama dengan bacaan orang Malaysia. Ramai yang kehairanan, ada yang mentertawakan mereka dan ada yang mengatakan bacaan mereka itu salah.Setelah tahun 80an barulah bacaan semua qari diselaraskan iaitu mengikut bacaan qiraat Hafs an 'Asim.


Sesungguhnya ramai daripada kita tidak terdedah dengan ilmu qiraat. Ilmu qiraat telah pun berkembang luas di zaman Rasulullah s.a.w. dan di zaman selepasnya.Yang lain dari bacaan Rasulullah hukumnya haram membacanya walaupun betul dan tepat qiraat tersebut dalam kaedah bahasa Arab.Hukum mempelajari ilmu qiraat ini adalah fardu kifayah.



Terdapat 10 imam qiraat atau dikenali sebagai Qiraat Asyara.Setiap imam ini ada 2 orang perawi yang diakui dengan ini ada dua puluh jenis bacaan yang berbeza-beza mengikut tempat masing-masing. Antara imam -imam itu ialah Imam Nafi' dan dua orang perawinya iaitu Qolun dan Warsy, Imam A'sim dan perawinya ialah ialah Syu'bah dan Hafs ( qiraat riwayat Hafs ialah yang dibaca orang Malaysia ).Orang-orang Islam di Sudan membacaQuran qiraat riwayat Abu Amru, sementara negara Morocco dan Libya pula membaca dengan Qiraat riwayat Warsy.

Ustaz Mohd Rahim Jusoh ( pengarang buku Pengenalan Ilmu Qiraat, kitab Usul Qiraat Nafi' Al Madani serta Usul Qiraat Ibnu Kathir dan Abu Amru ) adalah pensyarah bahagian Qiraat dan Tajwid di UIA , dan kelas-kelas qiraat ini telah dibuka untuk orang awam. Pada awalnya kelas ini tidak dapat diteruskan kerana ramai yang syahid di tengah jalan, tetapi kini kelas telah pun bertambah apabila ramai yang telah terdedah dengan ilmu qiraat.



Sesungguh begitu luas ilmu Allah, bersyukurlah mendapat ilmu yang bermanfaat walaupun sedikit.

An addict who never repents.

At 78 he is still puffing like a chimney. Reads Quran and newspaper without glasses and drinks super kaw ( super candu ) coffee with only a teaspoon sugar.And cycles to masjid and nearby areas almost everyday.He is a good reciter of the Quran ( he was a qari during his younger days ) and his jawi writing is emaculate.

He is our beloved Abang Put. His handsome name is Ku Mahfuz and surat beranak name is Ku Shuib and he is my husband's eldest brother.And I'm not qualified to bancuh kopi for him,because my kopi will be cayak roi,he can't swallow it!

During school holidays he will be very busy, besides being jurunikah he also attends kenduri in his area. Sometimes he has to attend 10 to 12 kenduri in a day. So when I asked -- macam mana abang makan, banyak sangat kenduri , he then will say, abang makan di rumah pertama sahaja yang lain-lain abang mintak kopi. That means he drinks more than 10 cups of coffee a day, not including the ones he takes at home early morning and at night.

Everytime his children got married , he will invite between 2000 - 3000 guests. When we asked why so many, he said I know almost everybody in the kampung and they know me, if I invite this person the next person will be slighted. When our daughter got married we planned to have a small kenduri in Yan for those relatives who couldn't come to KL.They didn't allow him to do the invitation,for fear he might invite the whole kampung!

Recently he had a slight cough, so all the sisters insisted he went for check up. They said , abang kuat rokok pi jumpa doktor cepat-cepat.He was quite scared and he didn't waste any time to go for check up. When we went back to Yan late last year, he told us, abang dah pi check doktor,x-ray - doktor kata takdak apa.
And he continues smoking happily! He said pada orang bagi duit 5 ringgit kat aku baik bagi sekotak rokok. My daughter said , raya ni tak payah bagi hadiah lain kat Pak Cak, bagi hamper rokok ajelah.Dia tergelak besar, and continued puffing his rokok cigeret ( sometimes he smokes rokok daun ) in between sipping the super black kopi.

Little angels or little devils? -- Part 2

Bagamaimana dengan nasib kanak-kanak yang tak mendapat hak mereka sebagai kanak-kanak...tak dapat cukup kasih sayang dan perhatian, tak cukup perlindungan,tak cukup makan pakai,dan tiada peluang bersekolah dengan sempurna dan terabai. Apa akan jadi pada kanak-kanak dalam kategori ini, will they be angels or devils?

Bagi kanak-kanak yang dipelihara di rumah-rumah anak-anak yatim, alhamdulillah mereka sangat bernasib baik kerana mendapat perlindungan di situ.Sekurang-kurangnya mereka mendapat perlindungan,walaupun kadangkalanya ala kadar sahaja.Tapi bagaimana dengan kanak-kanak yang lain,seperti kanak-kanak yang ibubapa mereka miskin dan anak ramai,hidup mereka bergitu terdesak. Walaupun mereka dapat bersekolah, tetapi segala kelengkapan dan duit belanja sekolah tidak mencukupi.

Begitu juga kanak-kanak yang bapa mereka jenis panas baran, kaki pukul isteri dan anak-anak, hidup mereka juga tertekan dan sentiasa dalam ketakutan -- menunggu-nunggu bila pula bapaya akan mengganas lagi. Apa akan jadi kepada kanak-kanak ini bila mereka dewasa kelak, will they be angels or devil.

Ramai juga kanak-kanak yang terpaksa bekerja keras walau pun mereka masih kecil.Menolong ibu mengasuh adik-adik dan memasak serta membasuh pakaian, terutama sekali kalau ibu jatuh sakit.Kanak-kanak lelaki menolong bapa buat kerja-kerja lain di luar. Mereka tiada peluang membesar seperti kanak-kanak lain, tak boleh bermain seperti kanak-kanak lain.

Kadang-kadang kekayaan dan kemajuan negara tidak dapat dimanfaatkan kepada semua lapisan rakyat.Masih ramai lagi yang hidup susah di kampung mahu pun di bandar.Apabila balik kampung, ada saja cerita yang didengar,budak itu tak dapat sekolah petang ( kelas fardu ain ) sebab takada duit nak beli uniform,atau nak bayar yuran. Budak ini pula,tak bawa bekal duit atau bekal makanan ke sekolah sebab adik beradik ramai.

Bayangkan seorang buruh kasar ada anak 4 atau 5 orang yang bersekolah, cukup tahun dapat list buku dari sekolah ,termasuk yuran itu ini,pakaian sekolah, baju pendidikan jasmani,kasut,beg sekolah dan sebagainya.Sedangkan duit gaji ngam-ngam sui untuk makan sahaja, itu pun setiap hujung bulan bawak buku 555 ke kedai runcit. Kalau di bandar boleh ke pakai buku 555 tu? Siapakah yang nak tolong mereka?

Little angels or little devils?

We often wonder what happened to our cute, sweet, comel,manja and so on children, for when they have grown up they become different people. New born babies have this particular smell which is very sweet and pure and very lovable. they can melt even the hati keras macam batu people.

We never ceased to praise our children when they are small. Everything they do are cute and we will tell everybody how cute they are when they try to walk, to talk or to play.Parents will shower their children with love and care.And we can see they grow in front of our very own eyes,from infant to babies, from one year old and suddenly its time they go to school already.

What we never realised is after they are 4 or 5 years,they are not as cute as when they were below 3 years of age. Some grow up very naughty, demanding or become cengenge ( kuak jerik )ie kuat melalak. I remember when one of the nephews who liked to melalak everyday ( without fail ) until he goes to school ( primary ). He will cry non stop for hours at the top of his voice and the mother will ignore him totally. She said when you pujuk him he will become worst and the melalak time will become longer.If we left him be he knew when to stop, ie after 2 hours.But eventually he grew up to be a good looking boy, very curteous and very good at his studies.

The other one became so aggressive, when crying he will attack everybody near him. All of us makcik-makcik dah kena attack by him. One other, like to hit others of his age ( his siblings and cousins ) with whatever things he had in his hands. Nevertheless these two grew up fine young men.So, we cannot really judge small children,they might change when they grow up.No doubt some will carry their bad behaviour until forever if it is not nipped in the bud.

Some girls are vain when they are small. Clever to use their mothers lipsticks or perfumes or try on their mothers dress or shoes. Some 5 year old insisted to have high heels shoes.Her mother got so fed up she went and buy high heels size 7 for the daughter to wear.Of course the girl cried sampai tertidur. When she woke up she seemed to forget all her problems. But the degil ones will still remember what she wanted and continued crying until kena sergah atau kena pukul.

Sometimes small children can be little angels and some are little devils ------
depending on how they are brought up.

Perlukan Pakar Jiwa

Orang Malaysia amnya,bila sebut pakar jiwa, mereka terus mengaitkan dengan gila. Kalau kita beritau seseorang yang menghadapi tekanan mental yang melampau supaya berjumpa dengan pakar jiwa mereka terus kata ... aku tak gila! Dan sudah tentu selepas itu kita akan kehilangan seorang kawan.

Ramai di antara kita yang mengalami tekanan-tekanan seperti di tempat kerja, rumah tangga ,anak-anak, kedudukan kewangan yang goyah, penyakit fizikal yang dihidapi atau lain-lain dengan menghadapi masalah itu secara sendirian. Ada yang tak suka berkongsi cerita dengan teman rapat atau ahli keluarga.Akhirnya ia memakan diri sendiri dan kadang- kadang ia membawa kemurungan.

Sebaliknya jika seseorang cuba meluahkan perasaan kepada kawan-kawan atau ahli keluarga tetapi ia dipandang sepi atau kadang-kadang cerita mereka diwar-warkan pada orang lain, maka lain pula jadinya!
Saya dan seorang kawan pernah terasa bersalah ,bila seorang kenalan kami sentiasa menceritakan masalahnya yang tak berkesudahan dan tak dapat ditolong lagi. Kawan itu pun faham yang kami dah tak berapa larat nak dengar cerita dia, jadi dia kata dia bukannya nak penyelesaian pada masalahnya, cuma nak minta seseorang mendengar rintihan hatinya.

Can you imagine if someone has problem with her husband, her children, all her menantus ,even her grandchildren, how are you going to help her? Or if someone has a long illness and keep fretting about it, you can't say sabarlah, sabarlah, sedangkan sabar ada hadnya! Di sinilah pentingnya ada sahabat yang setia atau ahli keluarga yang memahami diri seseorang itu. This is when you need a psychiatrist!

Aaaadakah aaandaaaaa..............?

I was shocked when a mother told me her son is not interested in girls. Another revealed her nephew told her the same thing. And they don't think there's anything wrong with them.I was so curiga, what does it mean? Another friend told me .... in other words they are telling them they are gays. Biar bebeno?

When I told my daughter about it ,she said may be it is betul mak,sekarang ni ramai je orang gay. Imagine if your son say the same thing? My daughter said kalau mak mestilah mak pengsan. I said yes, but after you wake from your pengsan what would you do?

Of course you akan menangis meraung-raung,feeling guilty ... where did I go wrong , punahlah anak aku! etc, etc ! pengsan balik bila sedar meraung lagi.Lepas tu? The most logical thing to do is confront him betul-betul,put some senses into his head and convert him to become straight again.If that don't work pujuk, kalau tak makan pujuk ? threaten him. Kalau tak makan saman jugak?

Go to the next step mohon doa pada Yang Maha Kuasa, sembahyang banyak-banyak,sembahyang hajat, sembahyang istikharah, sembahyang taubat dan lain-lain, doa,doa,doa......

Tak jadi juga,pergi jumpa tok guru, ustaz, tok alim, tok imam,tok bilal, tok khatib......minta air jampi, minta air penawar,minta buat ubat......Dengar kata ada orang pandai berubat di mana saja ,pergi dapatkan ubat untuk anak.Anak masa tu ikut saja kata maknya,maklumlah mak dah tak keruan,dia pun buat muka toye ( I'm not guilty!)

Last sekali buka Quran tunjuk surah yang ada cerita kaum Luth yang engkar, yang luar tabii,yang telah ditunggang terbalik negerinya sehingga kini menjadi laut Mati yang satu nyawa pun tak hidup di situ.Bawa dia pergi melawat kawasan itu ,tunjukkan bukti kalau melanggar larangan Allah akan ditimpa bala'.

Tapi hakikatnya buat apa pun tak ada kesannya kalau tuan yang ampunya badan itu tak mau berubah, walau kita beritau hukumnya haram, haram, haram ,no, no, no, la', la', la'abadan!

Persoalannya adakah orang persoarangan atau kumpulan, atau institusi yang boleh menolong mereka ini? Adakah tempat mereka nak pergi dapatkan councelling? dapatkan khidmat nasihat, dapat sedarkan mereka ini? apakah puncanya tabiat yang sebegini?

Kampung bandar,kampung kampung.

Setelah berpuluh tahun balik kampung ie Kedah - Pahang, Pahang - Kedah, Kelantan - Kedah, Kelantan - Pahang, KL - Kedah, KL -Pahang, pemandangan sepanjang jalan masih diingati. Bagi saya jalan yang paling menarik ialah antara jalan Kuantan ke KT melalui tepi laut.Pemandangan laut ,pasir memutih dan daun kelapa melambai-lambai sungguh menenangkan hati, jalan yang jauh terasa pendek.Begitu juga jalan lama balik ke Kedah,walaupun jauh tetapi pemandangan sepanjang jalan,terutama kawasan kampung negeri Perak begitu menarik hati.Jalan KL ke Rompin, Pahang melalui Seremban, Kuala Pilah , dihiasi dengan rumah-rumah Negeri Sembilan yang dikelilingi pokok-pokok rambutan berbuah merah dan kuning.diikuti jalan ke Muazam Shah yang dipenuhi pokok kelapa sawit ( kawasan Jengka )yang menghijau seolah-olah tiada penghujungnya menyejukkan mata memandang.Bila tiba di Rompin nampak pula laut.

Sepanjang-panjang jalan dapat dilihat kampung-kampung Melayu yang kebanyakan tidak berubah sejak berpuluh-puluh tahun dahulu. Adakalanya sesebuah kampung itu terdiri dari rumah-rumah kampung ada sekolah,ada kelinik kerajaan yang kecil dan kedai sebuah dua. Setelah sekian lama,ada terdapat perubahan pada rumah-rumah tersebut,iaitu sesetengah rumah berubah dari rumah kayu kecil menjadi rumah yang besar,cantik samada separuh batu separuh kayu atau rumah batu sepenuhnya, kereta penuh laman. Ada juga kampung yang terdiri dari rumah sahaja,tak nampak kemudahan-kemudahan yang lain.

Kadang-kadang saya terfikir, bagi mereka yang tinggal di situ alangkah susahnya mereka, seperti untuk mendapat barang-barang keperluan rumah,tiada klinik kerajaan atau swasta, balai polis ,bank,pasar dan lain-lain jabatan-jabatan kerajaan yang berkaitan dengan masyarakat spt pejabat Tanah,urusan buat kad pengenalan,Tabung Haji dan lain-lain.Mereka terpaksa keluar dari kampung dan pergi ke bandar terdekat yang kadang-kadang jauh juga bagi mereka yang tidak berkenderaan sendiri.Harapkan pengangkutan awam , berlengas juga ketiak menunggunya.Contoh, orang Leban Condong dan kampung-kampung lain yang berhampiran dengannya nak pergi ke Pekan jauh,nak ke Rompin juga jauh.

Bila difikir-fikirkan kampung-kampung yang semata-mata kampung ,apakah kenikmatan yang mereka dapat dari pembangunan negara. Yang jelas hanyalah peluang pendidikan dan kita dapat lihat buktinya sekolah-sekolah di setiap kampung nampak besar dan hebat.
Ramai dari anak-anak kampung berpeluang melanjutkan pelajaran tinggi di dalam dan luar negeri.Lain-lain kemajuan tidak nampak bagi orang yang seperti saya yang hanya lalu lalang di sepanjang jalan dari Pekan ke Rompin atau Muazam Shah ke Rompin setiap kali balik kampung.Anak-anak yang berjaya tinggal di bandar,ibubapa di kampung berada di persekitaran lama ( macam sebelum merdeka ).

Mungkin saya lebih bernasib baik, kampung saya telah dinaikkan taraf perbandaran ( hanya sedar bila kena bayar cukai tanah 5 kali ganda ).Saya dapat melihat kampung saya membangun, mulai tahun 60an ada Rompin Mining Co di Bukit Ibam, dengan itu ada bank beroperasi di Rompin ( Malayan Banking ), ada kelinik kerajaan, pejabat Daerah, pejabat tanah,pejabat kadi, jabatan mergastua, jabatan laut,jabatan perikanan, jabatan perhutanan ,balai polis dan pejabat pos.Ada rumah kedai dua deret ( kedai papan dua tingkat ) terdiri dari pasar, restoran Cina dan restoran Mamak, kedai kain,tailor, kedai emas ,kedai runcit,dan gerai -gerai menjual makan pagi dan kueh mueh untuk makan petang. Ada panggung wayang, ada bangsawan bergerak, joget ala BB Park ( pakai tiket ),sarkas -- kesemua ini datang silih berganti ( masa ini banyak ayam orang kampung kena curi ).Ada kedai yang sentiasa tertutup,tempat main pakau atau ceki atau majong.

Apabila masuk tahun 70an pembangunan bertambah, rumah kedai baru mula naik,stesen bas ,stesen teksi, pasar baru, mahkamah,dan lain-lain.Tahun 80an kian maju,90an bertambah baik tahun 2000 bertambah besar dan sekarang sudah naik taraf perbandaran (bandar kecil ). Alhamdulillah keadaan bandar bersih dan terjaga,urusan pejabat tanah efisyen ( melalui pengalaman setelah ibubapa meninggal dunia ) kelinik kerajaan sudah ada beberapa doktor yang tetap.( cuma tiada hospital,semua kes besar dihantar ke Kuantan--- alangkah siksanya kalau ada keluarga yang sakit tenat sudah tentu melibatkan kewangan yang banyak ).

Kadang kala ada rasa nak ucapkan terima kasih,tapi pada siapa? Majlis Perbandaran Rompin kerana kebersihan, kepada Pegawai Daerah kerana urusan tanah efisyen? atau wakil rakyat? Atau kerajaan? siapa itu kerajaan? Tunjuklah muka, saya ingin mengenalinya,nak ucapkan syabas, keep up with the good work!

Queen Control

While some unlucky women married monsters , men are luckier, some of them married to queens --- Queen Control!

Those days I never know about QC , all I can remember was if a man is so quiet and nice and homely my mother will say he is a really nice man. He went to work on time,come home on time. During Maghrib prayer he'll be in the mosque until Isya'. Never know how to lepak at coffee shop , minum kopi kat rumah je!!
Such men will definitely get the title "Kena Queen Control ".

There are many ways to tame husbands ( even though some of them are not wild ! )I often heard in my kampung that certain makcik had given her husband makan nasi kangkang, that is why her husband looked so dungu,ikut kata!

If your husband hangs clothes and is seen by the neighbours , they will talk. Those days men don't do household chores,if they do they'll be labelled as kena QC.And his friends will start to mencucuk jarum by saying like... Engkau ni baik sangat ,aku tak pernah bagi muka kat bini aku!
Tak ke male chauvinist - Kena nasi kangkang padan muka!!

I've come across of ladies who really control their husbands, like they really monitor their husbands movement. Some are really clever to calculate the time their husbands leave the house,reach the office ( plus and minus the traffic jam )and they must be at home at certain times. Fail to do so he will be hanged with piano wires!

There's one lady who is really jealous of her husband.She will dictate her husband in everything. She will selongkar her husband's briefcase , check his wallet and pockets and even his handphone to find even she doesn't know what. Bewaaaree husbens,if you have girl friends make sure lock everything you have. Kalau tidaak mampuih hang!

Some wives are really suspicious of their husbands. So, before their husbands cheat on them , they might as well take precautions, like to maaandraaam their husbands or to psycho them. Some men are suffering from mental abuse.

There are cases husbands being struck with hot iron and got beaten by their wives. But these are rare cases as compared to wives who are being physically abused!

One guy used to complain , he is left with very little money every end of the month,ie after housing loan, car loan and other loans deductions from his pay. He has just enough for duit rokok . He said -- Nasib baik kuasa talaq atas tangan suami kalau tak dah 20 kali aku kena cerai!

So, kecek molek sikit denge bini demo....

Moh Balik Kampung!

Balik kampung ialah sesuatu yang menyeronokkan pulang ke tempat tumpahnya darah sebagaimana yang dikata, tempat jatuh lagi dikenang inikan pula tempat bermain.Hilang segala penat lelah, gundah gulana -- go back to unwind ---selain pergi bercuti ke dalam dan luar negeri, atau pergi ke resort atau spa --- balik ke kampung halaman adalah kesemuanya dalam satu !

Balik kampung selain menghilangkan rindu, ia juga merupakan satu tanggungjawab terhadap ibubapa dan ahli keluarga yang lain. Memastikan ibubapa cukup segala keperluan harian,kesihatan dan kerinduan mereka terhadap anak cucu. Juga mengenalkan anak-anak kepada kehidupan datuk nenek mereka.
Dengan tidak secara langsung mengajar mereka erti kasih sayang dan tanggungjawab terhadap keluarga.

Apabila ibubapa sudah tiada kita tetap balik kampung untuk menziarah ahli keluarga yang lain.Mungkin tak sekerap dahulu tapi sekurang-kurangnya setahun sekali.Balik ke rumah tempat kita dilahirkan dan dibesarkan menggamit seribu kenangan manis atau pahit.
Malangnya ada sesetengah rumah kampung ditinggalkan kosong tanpa penghuni setelah kematian kedua orang tua, lama-lama rumah menjadi usang dan akhirnya roboh begitu sahaja.

Bila tiba hari raya ( tak kira raya apa -Raya Puasa/Haji, Raya Kong Hee Fatt Choy, Depavali atau Krismas ) atau cuti umum atau cuti sekolah, penduduk kota mula bersiap sedia nak balik kampung, guna kenderaan sendiri atau pengangkutan awam. Jalan jadi penuh sesak, kota jadi sunyi sepi,senario kampung berubah menjadi meriah dengan keriuhan kanak-kanak bermain.
Cuti dan santai tak terkira!