In response to Haiku heights # 195 - Silence.
Stillness of the night
Lay the flickering oil lamp
In silence I wait
Thud, the welcome sound
Of the falling thorny fruit
Most awaited time
To search in the grass
The joy of picking it up
Was more than eating
During the fruit season, it was quite common during my childhood days to wait for the sound of the falling durian at my kampong in Terachi,especially at night. The sheer pleasure of looking for it in the tall grass was unforgettable. Once it was found, the joy was more than in the eating.
It is a small village in the kecamatan of Tambusai, Kabupaten Rokan Hulu in the Province of Riau, Sumatra. During the Padri Wars of 1830's , Tuanku Tambusai (aka known as Fakeh Hj Muhammad Salleh ) fought the Dutch forces together with Imam Bonjol and Tuanku Rao in West Sumatra and in Northern Sumatra .The last defence was in Benteng 7 Lapis,Daludalu which fell in 1838. He escaped capture and came to Malaya. He was buried in Rasah in 1882.
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