White keris

These are the item that I have found in the class last few days. I borrowed them from my students. I used them as teaching aid in the class. I told the students to do the task given or else the I would do something harm to them by using the keris . huhuhu

just for fun..

The white keris are the items that are played by children. These keris need to be upgraded to the real one when they get older. Using the same thing when the adult and involve in real life war would not be practical anymore. Having a real functioning keris is just a minor issue because the keris might or might not be used in a lifetime at all. Yet many people spend a lot of money, time and ect to get them and have a collection of them (including me).

Just for fun too?

However, have we considered on upgrading our own ibadah? Does the details in movements of the practice are the same as what we had learned during primary school years (ie Solah)? Surely these kind of ibadah need to be upgraded as well. We are very accurate in learning how to stab, move, step and even what to recite when we hold a keris, but do we do the same to our 5 times daily prayer? We have many masters which has the backing (sanad) of great and well known masters in playing with keris, but do we have the same backing at least for our prayer?  That is really me.. T-T

The keris and the knowledge about it might or might not be our friend when are buried 6 feet in the ground. But surely our prayers and ibadah will, insyaallah. huhuhu It is just a reminder to the dark side of mine. The prayers from all to purify my dark side is really appreciated. Ingat aku dalam doamu.. huhuhu


My Toys XIV

The kuku rimau (tiger’s claw – a small version of the kerambit) is another gift given by my master. The one that is made by himself (except for the blade). The special thing about the claw is that the handle is made of the cow’s horn that was slaughtered for my wedding ceremony! Thus it holds a very unique sentimental values for me.

The sheath is made of mix leather which is really thick and hard. It is carefully attached and sewed to hold the blade tightly. He told me that the kuku rimau was made using the trial and error method. Surprisingly it came out successful. This is his  first attempt of its kind. Imagine the 20th blade, the product could be really amazing and astonishing. huhuhu

simple yet naughty because the effect of using it could be bizarre

It always amazes me to see his creativity and ability to come out with a lot of wonderful things. His advice is simple yet deep. One of them is that he always asks me to hold on tightly to what I have and do the best to what I have to do. Then everything will run smoothly according to His will and blessing.

Thank you Ayah Su.. huhuhu

Hj Nor

My grandfather..

A man of his words. huhuhu

After three years

It should actually be a training session at Gelanggang Gayong Bersepadu in Kompleks Bersepadu Selatan. However,  the training was postponed due to the tahlil session that was organised by KSSG. I was told about the cancellation by Cikgu Mat as I was intended to join the training session. Therefore the meeting place for me and my teachers after being away for some time was done at the KSSG training centre at Puchong.  It was almost three years since the last time I meet both my teachers Cikgu Mat and Cikgu Zam.

Alhamdulillah, Cikgu Mat and Cikgu Zam are still in a pink of health. We were able to catch up with stories that we have missed. I am glad to hear that the Gayong IPBA trainees have started the training session again after hibernating for a short time. huhuhu

Anticlockwise- Cikgu Sham (in white), Cikgu Zam, Cikgu Mat, Me, and Haziq. Picture taken from KSSG facebook album.

Credit to the KSSG committee for organising the tahlil program. Thanks for fulfilling both the the needs of the body and soul. huhuhu

In the meantime at the other place on the globe,

Berkeris.. (picture taken from Cikgu Nasir’s Multiply)

My masters were having fun with Pak Ngah.. huhuhu

What drives you?

This is one of the examples:

Picture taken from here.

I believe that this example is not the major motivation that drives you. Set the sincere target, try to find ways to get it. Insyaallah, the force will be with you. What drives you?

Meeting The Master XVII

It started when Pak Ngah Izahar suggests me to find a teacher of his batch who is now hold the Gayong organization in Johor. He is Cikgu Mohd Noor bin Haji Abdul Samad. Because of some of hindrances, the intention was postponed for years until these few weeks.

It is quite weird when I manage to travel for quite some distance to watch students practicing and I did not realise that there is a Gayong gelanggang in my residential area, just a stone trow away from my house. I should now be more greedy to learn from both gelanggangs. The interesting part was that the instructors are the active Gayong Malaysia members under Cikgu Mohd Nor. What a bless.

Cikgu Mohd Nor, picture taken from the website of Gayong UTM.

Tracking him down the net was quite impossible because I could not find any story about him. Although he is among the early batch who learn Gayong in Singapore, not many seems to know him. I guess only those who learn along with and under Cikgu Mohd Nor know who he really is.

The word of wisdom that came out from his mouth really excites me. It makes my decision to apply for a transfer to my hometown shakes pretty hard. Getting the big picture on how he approaches the syllabus tailors pretty much on the late Grandmaster’s way has made me think even harder. Then, he assures me with one statement, “Be confident with the destiny, we can’t do anything about what had happened. And the good things are everywhere, you don’t have to worry about it.”

He practices the wisdom of timba mencari perigi. Furthermore, he is really strict in pouring his knowledge and skills to others including to his students. The courses were rarely held as to make students master what were being taught first. Only the chosen ones were able to join, not openly held to everyone. All of the classes and courses were kept almost under the radar. He prefers being low profile as nobody although he is somebody in Gayong.

Hopefully I can learn something valuable from him or at least from his apprentices. His way of looking at the Gayong knowledge has opened a new perspective from how I saw the school back then. More input from him is needed and really appreciated in order to widen my horizon and view to my own self, Gayong and the world at large.

The evolution of Pusaka Gayong Badge

The badge of Pertubuhan Seni Silat Pusaka Gayong started with this one, I guess. I had not started learning gayong yet at the moment. My seniors a year or two before me used this badge. I only managed to grab the last stock of the Gayong Bachok t-shirt which has the badge. The shirt is now worn out and in pretty bad condition. huhuhu

Lencana Pusaka Gayong 1: The yellow dragon on my torn shirt..

When I joined silat during my schooling years, the badge that I got was the lion edition (below). Some other version of this badge that I saw was the white sea, instead of blue.

Lencana Pusaka Gayong 2: The lion version on my training uniform.

Then when I moved to Kuala Lumpur, they use the latest edition of the badge. The badge is used until now. However, I am kind of stuck with the second badge. Perhaps it has more sentimental value compared to the latest one. huhuhu

Lencana Pusaka Gayong 3: The lion in the dragon badge that I keep..

The exact date on when these badges change as well as the story behind it remains mystery to me. Maybe someone can enlighten me on this? huhuhu

Meeting the Master XVI

I had a trip during the last school holiday to my wife’s place, Kuching, Sarawak. Coincidentally (by the will of God), I met  one of my masters, Cikgu Hakim, my gayong friends during the varsity days, Ust Hakimi and Ust Firdaus, Cikgu Abdul Azami (PSSGM Sarawak) and Ataillah (Cikgu Hakim’s student). All of them are great figures. I am really lucky to meet them.

from the left: Me, Ust Firdaus, Ust Hakimi, Cg Hakim, Cg Abdul Azami, and Ataillah. picture taken from Cikgu Hakim’s blog

The meeting has led me to search for the origin of Gayong in Sarawak. With the help of Cikgu Azami, I was able to trace down one of the main characters, Cikgu Uthman b Haji Ramli, the Yang Dipertua PSSGM Sarawak. My wife and I went to his house which was also his gelanggang during the night of the training.  It is situated at Taman Malihah.

According to Cikgu Uthman, the gelanggang is called Gelanggang Rosli Dhobi, a well known independence fighter for the country especially in Sarawak. Allayarham Rosli Dhobi is a very close relative to his family, from Cikgu Uthman’s side. Therefore, there is no doubt that the warrior’s blood flows in warmly in the family.

The training, they are lucky to have a very good conditions to excel.

With Cikgu Uthman

When we arrived at the gelanggang, we got a warm welcome from the family. Cikgu Uthman and his wife, Puan Sa’adiah Binti Salleh (we address her as makcik- as a polite way as we don’t know her name yet at the moment). In front of the house, there were students having their warming up, the tough one I guess, at least for me. Then they move on to more aggressive movements. huhuhu.

We listened to both Cikgu Uthman and Puan Sa’adiah on how Gayong was brought and developed in Sarawak. And how their son’s passionate in silat has made Gayong in Sarawak great (Cikgu Khawar-  I was a bit unlucky because he was already went back to his working place when we arrived). The sweet and bitterness that they have faced in order to succeed. Insyaallah God will always help those who are walking in the right path.

for more info on Cikgu Uthman and PSSGM Sarawak, kindly refer here.

Credit to Mr google map my wife for showing me the direction to the place. huhuhu


Backflip refers to the act of doing a backward somersault, especially in the air. I am not sure of the term in Malay as we usually use the term ‘back’ or ‘backflip’ when we are reffering to the action. Perhaps the experts can help me in giving the right Malay term for such action.

The last couple of weeks, the saujana Gayong members had a bit of the training on the acrobatic movements at the end of the session. It included the backflip exercise. I am really bad at these kind of stuff and other stuffs as well. Thus, I would just prefer watching and taking pictures at the side. huhuhu

Warming up session..

Doing it with the hand first

Jumping up high..

and wohaaa

Kids, do not try this at home unless supervised by an adult! huhuhu

Routine @ Kg Dusun Durian

I had the chance to join the training at Kg Dusun Durian, Kelantan last week. Despite the training was on Monday night, I was able to make it as I had the Maulidurrasul and Thaipussam break back in Johor.

The elders watching from the side

It was a chill training whereby not many turned up as some were beaten to death during the SUKMA selection competition. Anyway, congratulation to all who have made the team a great opponent. The bronze medals were not bad at all for the first timers after leaving the field for so many years. We’ll make a comeback in the years to come insyaallah.. huhuhu

Allahumma baariklana fiima razaktana

This was actually what happen during after the training. It was indeed a delicious way to end our training with Curry Noodles of course, the Ciksu’s recepi. Jazakallahu khairan kathira.. huhuhu

The shadowy place

I have found the picture on the fb posted by a friend of mine.

Is that so? hmm

Anak Jelati

Last CNY school break, I got another new bonsai tree. It was given by my master Ayah Su. huhuhu. According to him, the tree is 3 years old. Hopefully, it stays strong for many more decade to come.. huhuhu

Before, 28 January 2012

After, 30 January 2012

Based on my observation, half of a decade is just a short time for a bonsai trainer to create their tree. They take longer time to enjoy petting their tree. It is not like keeping a pair of pigeon in which they will breed and multiply in no time. Bonsai is about patient, not just passionate. To see it slowly grow in front of the eyes for years is something really valuable, and has a high sentimental value.

Karnival Silat DUN Panchor 2012

It was nearly afternoon when I arrived at the Silat Carnival. I was not in rush as the venue was beside SK Sering, really close to my house. Unfortunately, the silat team from my previous secondary school had just finished performing their demonstration at the moment I arrived. I am not sure whether I was unfortunate or actually the other way around for not being able to watch their performances. huhuhu

The crowds were not that many as the target group was just the people from the nearby villages, to be specific, under the DUN (state legislative assembly) Panchor.   According to the organiser (under the Panchor assemblyman, Dato’ Mohd Amar Bin Nik Abdullah) , there were about 10 school of martial arts were invited to perform in the carnival.

Boxing’s langkah sembah (opening dance) before the real sparring

The sparring from the silat boxing

The movements with inner strength and breath from Silat Tapak Suci

There were a variety of Malay martial art schools performing in the carnival, such as Silat Jatuh, Silat Seni, Silat Tempur, Silat Batin and Tomoi. The traditional gendang silat from two groups were also being played alternately throughout the events.

Silat Tongat

3 versus 1, from Silat Sekebun Bunga

Pentas Keris from PSSPGM

The Gayong team from SMU Panchor did a good job in their pentas. A bit more sweat and blood in their practice would make better. The tomoi or boxing partners also taugh. Although it was just a light sparring, some of the movements were really solid.

The silat dance by a master before the sparring

The Silat Jatuh performances from various schools were also great. A lot of their flowery movements consist of hidden philosophy and meaning. However, a couple of pairs really spoiled my mode. Although their movements were unquestionably great, I think that the performances were too much of comedy acts.

Silat putut (sticky like the glutinous rice)

Silat jatuh (ground work@grapling)

Perhaps their real intention was to entertain others especially the women and children. However, I do not think that silat should be known as something funny as we are not in the colonial era anymore. Silat should be known as the protector and pride to its practitioner.

The last performance to close the carnival, by two grandmasters.

I believe that this kind of event should be made as example to the other places in Kelantan or Malaysia in general. This event will eventually bring up the name of the local martial arts especially the traditional and low profile ones. It can also motivate the young generation to participate and contribute in continuing the legacy of our ancestors.

more pictures (here)

P/s: The weather was perfect all day long. The sun was gloomy, hidden behind the thin clouds which gave enough shade to the participants and audiences of the carnival. Later that day, I was told that Tok Guru Hj Hussin Ibrahim Lubuk Tapak has gone meeting the God. No wonder the feel and mode was a bit melancholic. Al Fatihah.

Social Visit

We had a chance to meet up at Pak Ngah Izahar’s house. As usual, we had a lot of eating and chatting, less sweating and suffering. huhuhu

Insyaallah, we’ll make time to meet them in the near future. huhuhu

My New Toy

I have got a new toy. I found it at the back of my home. I have little knowledge about the species. What I know is that I have once grew the kind of tree when I was a little kid.

My new bonsai. Hopefully it will stay alive and grow up healthy and strong.

I want to nurture it to become an aggressive phoenix (in my dream) huhuhu

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