Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Pun Biau Melaki Bini:

Sa, dua, tiga, empat, lima, enam, tu…………joh.
Berasai supan aku ka nelanga ka rasa dabong lancham,
Megai selanggai manok jelayan,
Iko layu geran pepisan,
Rekong tuntong kelapong ensariban,
Bulu nyeregu udu ensebam.
Laban tu nitih ka ripih adat iban,
Nampong adat Sengalang Burong,
Digela Tuntong Menaul Buban,
Diau di kebong langit renjan,
Kena tata ujan nyala laboh ngalan,
Nadai kala silam nyadi petang.

Agi suma aku ke nelenga ka rasa dabong tisi,
Megai langai manok pungka laki,
Iko layu enseriban padi,
Rekong tuntong tuchi,
Langgai panjai kemudi besi.
Ko sida ke tuai ke lama udah nadai laya lesi,
Ngibun titi penguji,
Di-indik pedis kaki,
Dijengkau rapas jari,
Nampong penemu aki kitai Damu laki Remie,
Leboh sida ke baru jadi main beguang.

Agi suma lain asai aku ka nelenga ka rasa dabong landai,
Megai selanjau ijau manok tawai,
Iko layu panjai merundai, dada buya bekaka adong sungai.
Aku tu nampong jako orang ke lama udah pambu nyaia nadai,
Nampong ajar aki kitai Telichai,
Ti terubah begulai enggau Endu Liu Tangkai Ngererai,
Datai ari tembawai kerapa besai asam semadang.

Nya alai tu tak baka ka lebih-lebih, luba-luba,
Baka ka jegak-jegak, chua-chua,
Dipeda kita ke kemumok dudok semuka,
Endu terekun sabun china, enggau melanyi bujang melisa.
Tang tu endang jalai kitai nitih ka ripih adat kitai bansa,
Nampong adat Demong laki Rinda,
Tuai ti dulu ngading piring penganan jala,
Mugu kayu ngubah menoa,
Nampong perabong rumah raya,
Begulai ka peretai rampang bunga,
Bederian ka geman balang begumba,
Mengkang rang nangkup nyawa,
Ka tanda sida sama samuka jadi sanentang,
Nya ka dikumbai orang derian palit mata,
Ka tanda sida udah bebala belaban serang.

Nya alai aku tu nyau deka nunda biau Apai Keling Ajie,
Nunda sampi manang menani,
Bisa di nyawa, sidi di jari,
Keba bau lempai mengkudu ampang menyeti,
Leboh iya belian nyagam limban, nyengkabong hari,
Ngansan semengau ke deka nyau laya lesi,
Serta enggau peretai bungai muni,
Pelian iya malam, pagi peda lanji-lanji,
Nyadi gempanang mau tuchi,
Berega ka mensia skayu nengeri pasar melintang.

Nya alai tu nyau nunda biau Apai Laja,
Nunda sampi menani manang menjaya,
Sidi di jari tunjok dua,
Keba bau lempai mengkudu ampang mensiga,
Leboh iya ke belian nyagam limban, ngabis ka menoa,
Ngansau semengau ti deka lenyau ilang laya,
Sereta enggau peratai rampang bunga.
Pelian iya malam, peda pagi remba-remba,
Nyadi anak mensia dua-dua berambau mansang.


( sumber : http://gnmawar.wordpress.com/ )


every litle thing....*sobbing*

||When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.||

"Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives."


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Gawai Burong, celebrated to honour the War God Sengalang Burong, is one of the greatest of all Iban festivals or ceremonies and was first celebrated by Sera Gunting himself on his return from this grandfather longhouse. The other festivals of bird rituals, by order of importance and expense, includes Gawai Mata’, Enchaboh Arong, Gawai Kenyalang and Gawai Burong, the latter being celebrated in nine ascending stages known as:

1) Gawai Kalingkang
2) Gawai Sandong
3) Gawai Sawi
4) Gawai Salangking
5) Gawai Mulong Merangau or Lemba Bumbun
6) Gawai Gajah Meram
7) Gawai Meligai
8) Gawai Ranyai or Mudur Ruruh
9) Gawai Gerasi Papa

Gawai Mata’ is a small ceremony (implicit in its name for mata’ which literally means “unripe”) that may be performed by any warrior who received instructions in a dream to make food offering to his guardian spirit (orang Panggau or other guardian spirits like Enting Naing). It is also held as curing ceremony for the sick. No bard is required to recite chants; one piglet is used as sacrifice, food is served for the guest, spirit and human alike, only once. Guest is usually from same longhouse or just a selected few close relatives from neighbouring longhouses.

Enchaboh Arong is formerly performed to receive a newly taken head into the longhouse and is sponsored by anyone who has taken an enemy head or killed an enemy in war or battle. A piglet is sacrificed to provide an offerings and food served to the human guest and spirit alike similar to gawai mata’.

Gawai Kenyalang, like Gawai Burong, is a big ceremony, involving bards, cock fight, many sacrificial pigs, brewing of tuak with invitations extend to surrounding longhouses and with preparation period of a farming season (umai bedandang). This gawai should only be sponsored by an outstanding warleader or his descendant, and should not be given by a young man, for fear it will shorten his life. The sponsor decides to perform the ritual as proof of his greatness and not necessarily from instructions received in dreams. The centrepiece of this gawai is an elaborate rhinoceros hornbill statue mounted on the towering pole called tiang chandi at the climax of the festival.


Aum gawai to discuss preparations for the gawai including fixing dates (nimpoh hari), allocation of communal farm (bumai bedandang) where a portion of the harvest is allocated for ceremonial needs and setting time to begin brewing of the rice wine (tuak) which usually occurs about a month before the festival itself.

Nutok bram tuak (pounding and preparing glutinous rice for making rice wine and flour for cakes & biscuits).

Ngaga raran (erecting of cooking rack). This is done in the afternoon, after completed preparing the rice wine. The feast chief waves a rooster along the gallery (ruai) to announce the time to build the cooking racks for the rice, usually at the upper landing place of the longhouse. Gendang rayah music is played three times per round in the longhouse during the construction of the rack.

Ngerendam beras (soaking of the glutinous rice). This is done about 6 p.m. after the feast chief waves a rooster to announce the event accompanied by gendang rayah music which is played five times per round in the house during this event.

Ngelulun asi (Roasting of the rice in the bamboo). This is done in the afternoon of the next day, after the feast chief waves his rooster and make announcement, he leads a group of elders carrying offerings (piring), which he placed in a special platform called duran. After placing the offerings properly, he will sit near them until all the work at this stage is finished.

Sabong gawai (festival cockfighting) is performed at the feast chief’s open-air platform (tanju). Several fights are conducted there and it will be continued elsewhere on nearby clearing if the participants are still enthusiastic.

Makai pagi (morning meal) are done to initiate the beginning of the festivals and are done along the gallery (ruai) of the longhouse.

Ngelumpang asi (taking the rice out of the bamboo) is done after the morning meal with the feast chief waving his rooster making the announcement. The rice is taken out of the bamboo and placed on a large mat where it is mixed with yeast (ragi) to start the fermentation process of wine making. The rice are then placed inside large jars and its top covered with clean clothes. Gendang rayah music is played three times per round. After this, other preparations take place like making of rice flour cakes, preparing domestic livestock for the next two weeks. The festival chief also organise a group of people to collect mandatory items from the jungle or river to be used for the offerings (piring) and these are:
  • Pisang Jait (wild banana fruit),
  • Engkudu & trong fruits,
  • Lengki palm leaves & its shoot,
  • Banjang palm leaves & its shoot,
  • Batak shoots, flowers of buot, tepus, engkenyang and others planted on the padi field,
  • Smoked gerama crabs, kusing bats and fish with white scales.
Ngambi Ngabang (sending out invitations) is done after materials of the offerings above are ready. A meeting is held by the feast chief to confirm the number of longhouse to be invited. Four trusted men are sent out to send the invitation carrying a number of strings with knots (temuku tali), where each knot represent a day before the guest are to attend the feast. The guest untie one knot every day to remind them of the feast day.

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