Tok Mukim

(Photo provided by Sdr Jabbar Salleh)

Tok Mukim Salleh, itu lah nama cembongan yang di gemari (dan di panggil) oleh penduduk2 Kampong Mesjid Lipat Kajang. Nama seorang yang cukup tegas tetapi sopan didalam menjalankan tugas beliau sebagai Tok Mukim (nama masa dulu tetapi sekarang mungkin di panggil sebagai Ketua JKKK Kampong Mesjid).

Beliau seorang yang peramah, yang suka bergaul dengan sanak saudara, yang murah hati yang selalu perhatin di atas hal2 anak kampong jagaan beliau terutama sekali dalam hal harta dan hal2 geran tanah. Beliau juga seorang yang 'alim, yang menumpukan penoh perhatian kepada hal2 mesjid, yang terletak berhampiran dengan rumah beliau.

Seorang yang mencintai family beliau, anak2 beliau di beri perhatian penoh tentang pelajaran, dan seorang yang pertama mengalak kan anak2 beliau pergi belajar ke sekolah Inggeris. Mungkin sebelum itu ada orang lain, tidak lah di ketahui dengan jelas.

Di masa Dharurat pada tahun2 48 hingga kira2 60 an, beliau telah berusaha mejaga keselamatan kampong di bawah jagaan beliau. Di masa orang2 kampong berjaga jaga di rumah penghulu pada akhir2 tahun 40 an hingga 50 an, beliau sangat lah mengambil berat tentang kebajikan mereka yang berjaga jaga itu. Malah keselamatan beliau sendiri pun terancam oleh pehak musuh tetapi beliau maseh menjalankan tugas beliau dengan penuh dedikasi dan jujur.

Ini adalah pada ingatan saya saja. Yang maseh teringat ingat di otak saya ia lah beliau ke hulu ke hilir (berseluar pendek bukak betis besar hingga ke bawah lutut) di kampong dengan senapang patah beliau untuk mencari dan menembak tupai.  Alasan nya .... tupai makan buah buahan di kampong terutama sekali buak kelapa.

Seorang yang telah berjasa kepada Kampong Lipat Kajang, dalam kenangan.

(A family loving person who has served Kampong Lipat Kajang as the head of a small area in the kampong, dedicated his life to his duties, looking after the safety and the welfare of the folks under him, looking after the safety of the Penghulu, the kampong headman, during the 1948 - 1960 Emergency period, his own safety was also threatened. This write up is made in his memory)

Tarikh meninggal.

Ini satu catitan yang sungguh berharga. Tarikh pergi nya ke rahmatullah Tuan Hj Ahmad Hurairah, seorang Ulamak terkenal (setahu saya di Pahang) dari Kampong Lipat Kajang. Catitan ini di buat oleh seorang ahli keluarga dan di simpan sekarang oleh Sdr Jabar (Taharin) (?). Tarikh nya 23/07/1959?

Semoga roh beliau sentiasa berada di sisi Allah SWT.

(This is a hand written documenet of the day of passing away our most prominent and respected Ulamak from Kampong Lipat Kajang).

Twilight zone

This photo was taken recently, one afternoon when I decided to visit my good friend Aziz Yatim at his house in Kampong Lipat Kajang. I was just curious to see the big fish pond which his son-in-law has dug up in a 'paya' (padi field) near his house. I was impressed. He had it all planned and trying to make it into a commercial success. I wish them all the best, and may they be successful in their venture.

The photo, because of its lack of lighting, gives me that feeling of what its like in the twilight time at the fish pond. And its seems so peaceful, as the daylight trying to go into the night, with no artificial light at all; that to my mind how it was like in the kampong I used to know. Though I must confess that in those days there was no such artificial fish pond, no such modern facilities and utilities.

(Di masa senja di Kampong Lipat Kajang, pada masa dahulu seumpama ini. Hari sudah hampir gelap, lampu belum di pasang, angin sudah reda dan pemukaan air tidak pun bergelombang.)

1952

End of 1952, the time I left Kampong Lipat Kajang, not for good but to further my studies and to a career. These are the people I left behind at Sekolah Melayu Lipat Kajang. These faces are the ones that I have managed to take the photograps of, most are still with us but Sdr (Arwah) Osman has left us a few years ago.

And I shall be happy to add more photographs in this slide if more 1952 SMLK peoples photoes are made available. I shall make efforts to get their photographs, and to my friends please also make the same efforts. And of the girls, please don't be shy to submit your photographs to me to be included in this blog.

(Kawan2 saya pada tahun 1952 ..... hingga sekarang. Yang telah pergi saya ingin menghadiahkan Al-Faatihah. Dan yang tidak ada di dalam gambar ini, sila usahakan untuk mendapat gambar, untuk saya masukkan ke dalam slide di blog ini. Dan yang perempuan, jangan lah malu2 untuk mengirimkan gambar terkini, kami semua merindui anda).

Thinking

Think about Kampong Lipat Kajang, what come to your mind? Cow dung, yes cow dung, but so much now but just a few years ago they were all over the road. And I have never found out why.

Wooden houses. Of course most houses in the kampong are wooden houses except those built recently, but still far too few not of wooden houses.

Quietness, yes it’s very quiet, you can even hear zinging in your ears if you stop and cut off your car engines.

The sound of wild birds. Of all sorts, you hear them but you hardly see them. I have lived in kampong and I know what those birds are and I might even know what they look like.

Mosquitoes, large ones. Why? Because it’s jungly, because there are a lot of rubber trees. Are they dangerous? I do not know, but all these while they are harmless to me.

Old folks that you know well and they all say hello to you with their smiles and ask how you are. They are friendly folks, they are concerned folks, and they are your relatives. And children who may know you but are too shy to talk to you. They do not look you straight in the face, not that they do not care but they are shy.

The Pahang River, you must not miss that. Its there. It’s where I used to swim and to do all sorts of things.

And there are many things that you can see. Familiar to you, something that you wish that you are once again running around in the kampong with all you friends, couldn’t careless with the world around you, going about with your caterwaul in hands and ‘bullets’, full in your pockets.

Many going about on bicycles then (or even walking, women balancing things on their heads) instead of motoring about or going about by cars like now.

And before you leave don’t forget to visit the graveyard where all your relatives are buried. Give them some doa and prayers; you never know someday your children will do the same for you.

Yes, I can list down all things about Kampong Lipat Kajang, but if I start doing that I may even have tears running down my cheek ……..

I have lived

This is how I remember Kampong Lipat Kajang. The ‘serambi of my grandfather’s house at Durian Sangka (about 500 m upriver from the village mesjid), facing the Sungei Pahang, about 100 meters there on. The old rusty zinc roof, the climbing steps to the ‘serambi’ door and the ‘tempayan’ at the bottom of those climbing steps. The leaning mango leaves on to the roof. It was as if yesterday that I climbed up those steps on my little feet, into the house where my grandfather sat on his rattan chair, and my grandmother cooking in the kitchen. Well its all gone now, just memories.

And I loved to be at my father’s house at Cerok Panjang, (about 2 km west of my grandfather’s house) in his small hut of thatched roofs, tree bark walls, pieces of ‘pinang’ (a sort of tall thin stemed palm tree) floor, and we all sleeping on mats on the floor, my brother and I and my father, my mother being separated from my father. And later we were joined by my stepmother and my two other new siblings, a boy and a girl. And looking across from my father’s house side (we used to have a cool clear spring water well on our side of the padi field where we used to take drinking water from and to also wash ourselves with) we saw the house across, over the padi field, my uncle’s house. It might have not been like the photo, which was taken very recently, but its was just about that. A beautiful scenery and a pleasant memories.

And behind my father’s house was the Malay School which we all went to.

Of my Kampong Lipat Kajang.

Toilets.

This is a subject I hate to write about my kampong. We never used to have toilets, as far as I can remember. We did our 'business' behind bushes, behind anthills and on the big/wide and fast flowing Pahang River which runs through our village, on a sort of log based jetty/platform.

I would be telling lie if I say that we did not totally have toilets, because, may be, just maybe, one or two houses had some sort of very crude form of laterine. And of course the Malay School, which is the only school in the kampong had laterine.

And when the night is dark and one did not fancy going out into the dark lightless night, one used to have a board taken off from the wooden floor and did the 'business' through the that hole on the floor board, and what dropped to the ground will be consumed by 'dogs' ( say). And I will not mention that any further.

But now, the kampong folks are more up todate in their hygiene and I suppose everyone now has some sort of toilets of laterine. (And they now have electricity, running water (piped), and hard wired telephone lines).

Biography.

I believe that everyone should write his/her biography. It helps to reflect on ones achievements and failures, it helps to see where one has been and to look ahead (if you have the time) to where one wants to be. No regrets but just nostalgic.

I have always wondered what my parents were like, what life they have had/led, and what were in their minds, what they thought about. Unfortunately my parents were illiterate, thus no record is left behind of their lives. What I have are just memories of them, sweet memories and bitter memories.

I have written my life story, and I have published it. Though its only for my own use, and/or maybe my generations of the future may want to know about me then I have the record. Or just that they may not want to know at all, well its really up to them. But I have my biography written,. I have not published many copies, and I have published that outside Malaysia because in Malaysia publishers will want a minimum number of copies published.

I believe that blog like this is also part of one’s biography.

Lipat Kajang Family Tree.

I have tried to do a family tree of the people in Kampong Lipat Kajang people, those I know, especially the older generation. I am totally blind of the younger generation.

I use Genius Family Tree software which I uploaded and paid the licence for. That was some years ago, and I do not know if there is the latest update of the software or even if the Co. still exists. It was an Australian software.

I started off with just using my own memory, and later I got a family tree made by our own CikGu Jamalluddin Soa, and later I added that from a family tree given to me by Sdr Teh Seman Salleh. And Sdr Baharom Salleh also made his own family tree which I incorporated into my own family tree, Thus I have almost a complete family tree of those people of Kampong Lipat Kajang. But I must confess the picture I have made is not complete. There is a lot of room for improvement.

I cannot share that family tree in this blog, but I have given some information to Sdr Hamzah Sulaiman whom I trust has made a family tree of his own, and hoping that he will share his version with me so that I may just fill in all my blanks.

Daging kerbau.

Di Kampong Lipat Kajang ‘gulai kerbau’ telah di minati oleh penduduk2 kampong sejak turun temurun. Sehingga hanya beberapa tahun ini, apabila di sebut ‘gulai’ di Kampong Lipat Kajang ia mesti bermakna kerbau (atau ayam atau itek), tapi tidak termasuk lembu atau sapi. Dan setakat beberapa tahun ini Kampong Lipat Kajang hanya ada kerbau berkeliaran di padang dan bukan lembu (jantan dan betina). Sejak dulu lagi orang2 Kampong Lipat Kajang masyhur dengan kerbau mereka, orang dari luar datang ke Kampong Lipat Kajang hanya untuk membeli kerbau, dan orang Kampong Lipat Kajang berniaga kerbau sejauh Kelang di Selangor.

Kalau di Kampong Lipat Kajang, sebut sahaja daging, ia mesti bermakna daging kerbau. Di masa kenduri kendara mereka menyembelih kerbau sebagai syarat perayaan kenduri itu, satu ekor atau dua ekor dan kadang kala hingga tiga atau empat ekor. Dan untuk aqiqah dan korban pun mereka menggunakan kerbau.

Tapi sejak beberapa tahun ini, banyak penduduk Kampong Lipat Kajang yang memelihara lembu, sungguh pun kerbau maseh menjadi minat utama untuk di sembeleh.

Daging kerbau lebih sedap dari daging lembu (ini pendapat peribadi), dan orang yang kurang atau tidak biasa memakan daging kerbau akan merasa tidak ada beza nya dengan daging2 lain. Tapi ada jugak apabila di beri tahu bahawa daging yang di jamu itu adalah daging kerbau, yang tidak biasa akan merasa meloya. Seorang kawan anak saya dari Kuala Lumpur apabila memakan gulai daging kerbau yang pada mulai nya tidak tahu dan apabila di beri tahu ia berasa ‘hendak muntah’. Kata nya “Tak kan daging kerbau boleh di makan, kulit kerbau macam kulit gajah”.

Zaman dah berlalu.

Di satu ketika dulu, zaman dah berlalu, Kampong Lipat Kajang selalu saja di kunjungi oleh Almarhum Tun Abd Razk, Menteri, kemudian Timbalan Perdana Menteri, tapi saya tak tahu sekira nya beliau melawat Kampong Lipat Kajang sebagai seorang Perdana Menteri Malaysia.

Yang saya ingat, bapa saudara saya, arwah Derus, adalah orang kuat UMNO pada masa itu dan kawan2 beliau termasuklah Menteri Besar Pahang, Tan Sri (pada masa itu Dato’) Yahya Seth. Arwah bapa saudara saya itu dengan Almarhum sangat rapat dalam politik mereka. Ada pada satu masa saya terjumpa Dato’ (pada masa itu) Abd Razak di serambi rumah (yang tidak lah begitu sempurna, buatan dari kayu tidak ada kipas dan beratap zin tanpa siling) bapa saudara saya itu, bercerita cerita sambil menunggu isteri bapa saudara saya itu memasak lemak gulai ayam (yang baru di sembeleh) di dapur untuk makan tengah hari hari itu. Sungguh aneh, dan tak boleh di sangka.

Ada satu kekita apabila Almarhum telah menjadi Timb. Perdana Menteri, beliau sampai di Kampong Lipat Kajang (saya di beri tahu). Pada masa itu arwah bapa saudara saya itu sedang ‘membuat paya’, dan telah di panggil oleh Almarhum untuk mengadap. Arwah bapa saudara saya itu tergesa gesa datang, sambil maseh memakai seluar basah ‘paya’ beliau, maklum saja lah setelah mendapat panggilan mengadap denga cara terkejut dari seorang pembesar Malaysia.

Zaman telah berlalu, sekarang siapa kah gerangan nya Menteri Malaysia yang ingin datang melawat Kampong Lipat Kajang. Mungkin ada, tapi jarang2.

Lubuk Mendi

Cerita ini adalah dari cerita seorang orang Lipat Kajang, yang terdapat di 'remark' blog asal Lipat Kajang, Pahang.

Wow what a good place to share my experience :
the year may be 1968 ( not so shure ): late one afternoon me,Majid Awang and Hamzah Sidek went for a ride in a perahu , we paddled upstream to this Lubuk Mendi, I was with a guitar. Upon reaching there we alighted and sitting on the rocks that were jutting to the middle of the river, I was the one who played the guitar the most, after about 1 hour or so we were on our way back to our homes. Before maghrib while in my room I was kind of being attacked by something inside me, especially in my guts, then I began to violently kicking the wall, all these while I was conscious. Then my sister Weh Seripah and the others came asking what had happened. I related the trip to Batu Mendi. Then they told me I had it. Later that nite they called our pawang - Abang Tan Razak to cure me. Then only I was OK. The 2 other brothers did experience sort of disturbances but rather minimal. So I was warned not to be suka suka while on that place.
Jabar- e-mail : tahrin_s@yahoo.com

Contented

Ever thought that living in Kampong Lipat Kajang is lucrative or even contented? In those days it was, everyone had padi field, everyone had rubber plantation plot, almost everyone had buffaloes, everyone rear chicken or ducks, many just go fishing in the Pahang River and was able to catch large fish, or even cast net, or whatever means, to catch fresh water fish in their padi fields, vegetable and greens were everywhere, all the young leaves, well mostly, are vegetables. So everyone was contented.

Then the Japanese came, and beat the British, everyone ran into the jungle. Only for a short time and then they came out to lead their normal kampong life. Then the British came back, and life became more difficult because of the Communist thread (so called, and the British called them bandits). The kampong folks were then more fearful to go into the jungle to hunt or in search of jungle products. They feared going out at night in case they got shot at (by the bandits?). They abandoned some of their padi fields because these were now remote. Their fear was not without foundation, because for 40 days before the British took control (after the Japanese left), the ‘Tiga Bintang’ was ‘in power’, and one of the kampong folks was ‘killed’. And at night ( a few months after that) all the males population of the kampong were made to guard the ‘penghulu’s (the kampong headman) house to prevent the penghulu from being taken away by the ‘Communists’. Normal life was disrupted, but yet the kampong life survived.

And the so called Emergency ended and life was never normal again. Pahang River was polluted, (probably logging activities upriver has drastically increased) fish in the river have dwindled away, padi fields are abandoned, and fish in the padi fields are no more breeding, the number of buffaloes in the field have been reduced drastically because not many were then interested in rearing buffaloes (and probably not much more buffaloes grazing grounds are available due to more people fencing up their pieces of land), overall a new way of life had emerged. Children have left the kampong to work out of the kampong, the District and the State, or are sent to town to be educated. And they never came back to settle in the village. Thus the population has also decreased with only the senior (aged) people left behind to manage the kampong.

But there are still people in the kampong who were forward looking and who had the leadership quality. They developed the kampong in a more modern ways. The opened up new (and old unused) land, on a cooperative basis, they planted palm oil and rubber trees. They managed those, with the future generations of the kampong people in their mind. The result? Many of these forward looking ‘leaders’ are now gone but the people in the ‘cooperatives’ are now benefiting from those schemes which the ‘leaders’ had implemented. Many of the kampong people are now living an easier life, getting ‘pension’ from the bonuses and profits made by the sales of rubber and palm oil products the trees/plants of which they had planted together some 10 or so years ago. An average Lipat Kajang person who joined the cooperatives now collects RM1000 / month, which is a big sum when you live in such a rural society. From such sum, some have been to Mekah (maybe many times) and some have built big houses. And many have managed to send their children for further education.

An average Kampong Lipat Kajang person now is again living a contented life.

Cenderai

Masa saya budak2, kami (saya dan kawan2 sekampong di Kampong Lipat Kajang) di kampong sangat suka mengutip buah cenderai yang masak, yang gugur ke bawah pokok cenderai. Biasa nya pokok cenderai yang besar sahaja yang ada buah masak nya gugur ke bawah. Warna buah cenderai masak itu hitam, besar nya saperti biji ‘green peas’, bulat bentuk nya dan rasa nya manis. Itu lah kerja kami kadang2 seharian.

Pada masa itu Tok Aki saya memelihara biri2 dan ada kalanya biri2 itu datang makan ke bawah pokok cenderai di darat rumah kami di Durian Sangka. Yang kami tidak tahu ialah biri2 itu berak di bawah pokok cenderai itu, dan tahi biri2 itu hitam bulat dan sesaiz dengan buah cenderai masak. Kami hanya sedar bila memakan buah ‘cenderai’ yang pahit. Tetapi pengelaman itu tidak memberhentikan kami mencari buah cenderai masak, tapi kali ini kami pun berjaga jaga.

Gambar di atas menunjukkan setangkai buah cenderai muda.

Tekun, rajin dan sabar.

Saya berasa bangga dengan anak Lipat Kajang yang ini, seorang yang tekun, rajin dan sabar, yang saya sentiasa terjumpa berniaga di Pekan Sari Temerloh. Banyak jugak anak2 Lipat Kajang yang berniaga di Pekan Sari, di Kerdau umpama nya, tapi beliau ini dengan sentiasa berseorangan berniaga di tempat yang sama sejak beberapa tahun (?).

Tiang Seri

Pernah kan kita mendengar perkataan 'tiang seri'? Pernahkah kita bertanya apa itu 'tiang seri'? Setahu saya itu adalah tiang di tengah2 rumah Melayu, tiang yang tegap menahan semua beban (load) dalam struktur rumah, biasa nya di rumah buatan kayu.

Gambar menunjukan satu sample 'tiang seri' yang di jumpai di sebuah rumah di Kampong Lipat Kajang, di perbuat dari kayu yang tegap, empat segi 'cross section'. Di ukir oleh tuan rumah itu sendiri (arwah), dan di dirikan oleh beliau di tempat yang beliau tahu akan menjadi penahan yang tegap bagi rumah kayu beliau. Biasa nya 'tiang seri' ini di pasang di ruang atas rumah, tapi yang ini di jumpai di ruang bawah rumah.

Perahu

Pernah kah kita sebagai anak Lipat Kajang (kepada anak2 Lipat Kajang, tapi kepada pembaca yang lain mungkin tidak terkena) ketahui macam mana kah nenek moyang kita membuat perahu dari sebatang kayu balak? Pada masa dulu, perahu di buat dari sebatang balak kerana balak boleh di perolehi dengan mudah, dan pada masa itu juga tidak ada kawalan yang ketat bagi menebang balak. Kepada sesiapa yang ingat, perahu2 yang di gunakan di Sungei Pahang di Lipat Kajang mempunyai beberapa saiz, ada yang muat untuk seorang saja dan ada yang muat hingga ke 4 atau 5 orang. Semua perahu2 ini di buat oleh orang2 Lipat Kajang sendiri. Saya maseh ingat lagi arwah Tok Saudara saya, Aki Anjang Din, biasa membuat perahu dengan bentuk dan cara beliau sendiri, dalam satu proses yang sungguh menakjubkan. Saya sendiri tidak dapat memberi 'description' tentang proses macam mana perahu di buat, sungguh pun sekali sekala saya melawat tempat Aki Anjang Din membuat perahu2 itu, saya maseh tersangat kecil pada masa itu untuk mengingati cara2 dan proses.

Saya di beri tahu, Almarhum Bilal Yassin juga seorang tukang perahu. Di atas di tunjuk kan gambar satu daripada alat (tool) bagi membuat dan pebentukkan sesebuah perahu. Kerjanya keras dan jika tidak ada kepandaian dan 'skill' dan jika tidak mempunyai kesabaran yang besar mungkin sesebuah perahu tidak dapat di siapkan.

Gebana

Alat 'gebana' yang di tunjuk kan dalam gambar ini adalah alat 'gebana' asli kampong Lipat Kajang, tersimpan di rumah anak Almarhum Bilal Yassin di Cerok Rotan Sega. Alat ini telah di buat sendiri oleh Almarhum Bilal Yassin dari kulit kambing dan badan nya dari kayu yang khas untuk mendapatkan bunyi yang merdu bagi kegunaan 'berdikir' di Kampong Lipat Kajang, pada masa2 kenduri kahwin atau pun pada masa2 rehat bagi yang boleh 'berdikir'.

Perkataan 'gebana' dan 'berdikr' itu ada lah unik untuk Kampong Lipat Kajang sahaja, kerana di tempat2 lain mungkin di panggil 'renbana' dan 'berzikr'. Itu agak2 saya sahaja, dan saya tidak ada bukti2 yang terang didalam hal ini, saya bukan ahli bahasa.

Di masa2 kenduri2 kahwin pada masa2 dulu di Kampong Lipat Kajang, ahli 'dikir' akan 'berdikir' sepanjang malam, hingga serak suara, tanpa tidur, dan memalu gebana2 saperti ini dengan tangan mereka, di dalam rentak yang hanya mereka sendiri faham dan boleh merentakkan nya. Pada masa sekarang mungkin tidak ada lagi sesiapa di Kampong Lipat Kajang yang boleh 'berdikir' (itu anggapan saya sahaja tapi sekiranya ada saya meminta maaf) dan mungkin juga alat 'gebana' saperti ini tidak di gunakan lagi.

Saya maseh teringat bahawa arwah bapak saudara saya, Ayah Hussein, yang berjiran dengan sepupu beliau, arwah Pak Uda Osman, di Cerok Panjang, rumah mereka pada masa itu kira2 500 meter jauh nya, setelah mata hari munurun, sebelah petang selepas asar, akan berbalas balas 'dikir', mereka ahli 'dikir' dan mereka faham perkataan2 (dan lirik) didalam 'dikir' itu. Perkataan2 nya saya tidak megetahui, adakan didalam Bahasa Melayu atau Bahasa Arab. Rentak suara berlagu tetapi mereka tidak mengunakan 'gebana' sungguh pun di perhatikan tangan arwah Ayah Hussein saya itu sebagai meneput/memalu sesuatu yang 'imaginery'. Mereka berbalas2 'dikir' itu kadang kala hingga senja menyinseng.

Bilal Yassin

Nama Bilal Yassin tidak asing lagi di Kampong Lipat Kajang pada masa dulu. Bilal di Mesjid Lipat Kajang, suara nya nyaring dan boleh kedengaran di baruh dan di darat, di hulu dan di hilir, pada masa itu tidak ada loudspeaker pun lagi. Pada Hari Jumaat biasa nya beliau tergesa gesa ke Mesjid, untuk menolong Siak dan untuk bersedia kan Mesjid bagi penduduk2 Kampong Lipat Kajang bersolat Jumaat. Tepat pada waktunya beliau akan membunyi kan 'keketak' Mesjid dan beberapa minit selepas itu akan azan.

Pada kaum tua di Kampong Lipat Kajang, nama (Almarhum) Bilal Yassin akan sentiasa di kenang.

(Saya meminta maaf kerana gambar Almarhum di sini adalah tidak begitu baik, gambar ini di ambil dengan camera dari gambar dalam 'frame' yang di simpan di rumah anak Almarhum)

Rusa

Baru saya tahu dari seorang sahabat di Kampong Lipat Kajang yang orang2 Lipat Kajang memang suka berburu rusa. Arwah Tok Aki saya ada jerat dan jerut di atas para, di beri tahu pada masa muda nya beliau selalu pergi ke hutan di Darat Sir dan di Kampong Perak, seberang Sungei Pahang, untuk berburu rusa dan kijang. Agaknya beliau to ajar oleh Tok Yang saya, arwah Yang Derahim. Pada masa saya kecil2 lagi saya teringat ada beberapa kepada dan tanduk rusa di rumah Tok Aki saya itu.

Tidak hairanlah bahawa orang2 Lipat Kajang memang mashur dengan berburu rusa. Pakarnya pun ada di Lipat Kajang. Saya mendengar cerita tentang Tok Mutim, yang pada mudanya selalau menhilang diri di dalam hutan Darat Lipat Kajang berbulan bulan lama nya. Tok Mutim ni ada lah pakar berburu rusa. Cerita nya pada satu hari Sultan Pahang yang pada masa itu ada sebuah istana di Tebing Tinggi (?) (dekat Jerantut) telah tidak puas hati dengan pakar berburu rusa beliau, tidak banyak rusa yang dapat di tangkap. Sultan mendengar ada nya pakar berburu rusa dari Lipat Kajang. Tok Mutim di titakhkan muntuk mengadap.

Di istana, Sultan berkehendakkan Tok Mutim berburu rusa untuk Sultan. Tok Mutim dengan rendah diri bersetuju, dengan syarat urusan berburu itu di atas cara2 Tok Mutim. Sultan berkenan, cerita nya. Dua tiga hari kemudain Tk Mutim ke hutan mencari denai. Tapi hanya denai dan tapak rusa yang telah pun berumput tinggi di jumpai. Tok Mutim pulang ke rumah dan dengan anjing2 buruan dan 2 orang penolong belaiu telah sekali lagi pergi untuk berburu bagi Sultan. Tidak berapa jauh dari denai dan tapak lama itu, tapak baru di jumpai dan setelah mengikut tapak baru nitu, rusa pun di jumpai dan diperolehi oleh Tok Mutim untuk Sultan.

Tidak berapa lama selepas itu Tok Mutim pulang ke Lipat Kajang, dan telah membuka tanah kubur baru to Tanjong Nyior, bagi mengganti kan tapak kubur lama dekan ‘empang simen’. Cerita nya Tok Mutim lah orang yang pertama sekali di semadikan di Tanjung Nyior, tapi kubur beliau tidak siapa yang tahu sekarang.

Kebolehan Tok Mutim untuk berburu rusa telah di warisi oleh Pak Hitam Mat Latiff (tak tahu pulak persuadara beliau dengan Tok Mutim) dan kemudian kepada Abang Akir yang sekarang duduk di Rancangan Felda di Jengka. Kalau ingin berburu, sila hubungi Abang Akir ….. mudah mudahan.

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