Good morning Lorong Duku.
For over good 15 years, this land of my father was a mere nothing but a well-mixed of Asian fruit farm. Durian, banana, jackfruit, chempedak, tapioca, always an abundance especially during the seasons of the fruits. Additionally, mango, mangosteen, guava, rambutan, sweet potatoes and some tiny plots of turmeric, ginger, lemongrass scattered around here and there. Life was like a huge fruit-garden, 6-acres of very rough uneven slopes which made me unable to identify, which are the little hills and which are not. Well I was a little kampong (village) kid then. Trimming lalangs, weeds and wild bushes since I was 8, wrestling with mosquitoes, crashing into the nests of Malaysian red ants, trampling over mimosas, and having red lines of lalang-cuts all over my hands and legs, were my little struggles trying to maneuver through this land whenever I followed my father around. Playing with sickles, changkuls, spades and guni sacks since such age, do help me a lot in serving the army in the later age.
Sometime in 2005, my father decided to demolish the whole farm, overhauled the whole land and sell some portions of it. Part of it was to fund my sister’s education, part of it to give some rights to his brother, and a very little part of it for us to keep as a family’s retreat home with a tiny fruit farm for our family’s recreation. But major part of it, was too big to be managed single-handedly by my father alone. Yes, I was young and I could help all I can. But I will grow up and my time will be filled with certain pursuits.
In 2006, we build a tiny farm house for our small retreat activities. In mid 2008, our retreat home was ready. I helped to plan the spaces, and my father designed the house. So over the time, we build and plant around, cleaning and rearranging things, solved certain problems and turning it into a cosy family retreat home. There were wild pigs, a few good disciplined farm dogs guarding the area, birds and bats, squirrels, and of all, cats. Naughty cats, bad cats, good cats, lovely pretty cats, hungry cats and nonsensical cats. Continue reading