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citer dr anak polis yg hampir ke balai polis bukit kepong
Bloody days fighting the communists Sheridan Mahavera (interviewer) Sixty-seven-year-old Rahimah Ketot lives with her husband, Zainal Abidin Omar, in Kampung Majidee Baru.
 | | PASSION FOR POLITICS: Rahimah Ketot becameactive in politics as soon as she was eligible to vote. She is seenhere (right) with several members of the Pas muslimat wing, includingDatin Sakinah Syed Juned, the late wife of former party president DatukMohamed Asri Muda. |  | | AS IT STANDS TODAY: The reconstructed Bukit Kepong police station which will be turned into a museum. |
MY family does not originate fromJohor. My parents were from Malacca but we came to Johor because myfather was a policeman stationed at various outposts during thecommunist insurgency in the 1950s.
I settled down in KampungMajidee Baru in 1978. It was then called Kampung Kupang after thebustling shellfish trade that took place along Sungai Pandan, whichruns through the village.
At that time, building a house in thevillage was a challenge as the town council would come in and demolishany structure that was unoccupied because no one had titles for theland.
Even now, our homes hang on a tether and wecan be forced out any time. We used to pay for TOLs (temporaryoccupation licences) for our property, but the state government latertold us that we did not have to do so as it was going to issue ustitles.
But this pledge has become another unfulfilled election promise that I have been hearing for the past decade.
Still,that uncertainty is nothing compared to what I had seen and gonethrough as a child following my father, Ketot Ahmad, as he battledcommunists in the jungles of northern Johor.
Some of my earliestmemories are of the time he was stationed with 10 other policemen atKundang Hulu station in a remote part of Muar. The wooden station wouldbe attacked two or three times a month as the communists fired upon itfrom the dense jungles where they hid.
Life was nerve-rackingbecause you had to dive and hug the floor every time you heard thegunshots. I could feel the zip of the bullets as they penetrated thewalls and cut through the air above my head.
Sometimes, thecommunists would get so close to the station that they could lobgrenades into the rooms. Once, they threw a grenade into our bedroomand it was just out of arm抯 reach.
My heart stopped. We couldnot get up to grab it because they were still shooting at us so I juststared at it. Thankfully, it was a dud and did not detonate.
Once,some of the policemen out on patrol were ambushed. Everyone was killedexcept one man who buried himself in the mud. He dared not come outuntil about five hours after the attack.
My father and some ofthe other policemen found and brought back the bodies of their deadcomrades. I still have this image of my father being drenched in theblood from one of the bodies he carried. It was that of a Chinesepoliceman who had his stomach cut open and his intestines yanked out.
The man抯 face was unrecognisable because the communists had gouged out his eyes and his cheeks were smashed in.
This was more than 50 years ago and yet it is as if I saw that policeman抯 body yesterday.
My father was even captured and he spent four months in a communist camp making biscuits.
Ourfamily lost all hope of ever seeing him again until one day when heescaped from the camp. He just walked out of the jungle to the station,ragged and emaciated. He had been through hell and back.
My father faced death countless times during his work in those jungles. Yet, he somehow made it out alive.
I thought that that was his luckiest escape until the time we were transferred to another station on the banks of Sungai Muar.
Itwas 1950 and my siblings, my mother and I had returned to my mother抯village in Malacca for several months as she wanted to give birth in asafe place.
Some months after my younger brother was born, my father came to Malacca to get us and help us move back to the police station.
Wegot to the Sungai Muar jetty on the night of Feb 23 and were going tocatch a ferry to the other side when one of the boatmen recognised us.He told us that the station had been attacked.
The nextmorning, we found out that the station my father had been posted to,the Bukit Kepong station, had been razed to the ground. Of the 21policemen who defended the station, 17 had died in the attack.
And when my father retired from the force, he told his children: 揥hatever you do, never become a policeman |
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alfatihah pada mereka yg gugur di bukit kepong................ |
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mak yam hidup lagi... anak dia abu samah jadik polis bile dah besor.. |
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Originally posted by muor76 at 27-4-2009 18:03 
mak yam hidup lagi... anak dia abu samah jadik polis bile dah besor..
yg mana satu blakon jd mak yam dlm citer tu ek? |
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yg jadi tebusan tu kann.. psl haku igt sjn jamil ckp "takpelah yam..pegilah selamatkan anak2 kau.."
lbh kurang gitulah dialog dia..
pastu yg ayah dia tnya bl besor nk jd apa tu kann??
menjadi betul bdk2 tu berlakon.. kalo menangis tu menangis sungguh.. 
[ Last edited by rosa_canina at 28-4-2009 08:02 ] |
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Originally posted by rosa_canina at 28-4-2009 08:00
yg jadi tebusan tu kann.. psl haku igt sjn jamil ckp "takpelah yam..pegilah selamatkan anak2 kau.."
lbh kurang gitulah dialog dia..
pastu yg ayah dia tnya bl besor nk jd apa tu kann??
menjad ...
oohh yg itu ke
ha ah kan budak2 tu real punya melalak...tapi aku yg plg x thn tgk milah tu la. bgtau sarjen tu mak dgn adik dia dah mati...
yg milah ni anak siapa? dulu rasanya ada org interview dia dlm ranc nona ke majalah tiga kan? |
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DUlu aku tengok kat panggung, masa scene 'dah besar nak jadi polis' tu...ada orang boleh gelak!!!:@ :@ :@ |
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Originally posted by mala0n at 27-4-2009 15:11 
oohh yg itu ke
ha ah kan budak2 tu real punya melalak...tapi aku yg plg x thn tgk milah tu la. bgtau sarjen tu mak dgn adik dia dah mati...
yg milah ni anak siapa? dulu rasanya ada org in ...
milah ni rasanya ada adik nama dia husin..
terpisah tapi diketemukan balik dalan rancangan jejak kasih
kalau tim tak silap..
tapi adik dia husin tu..
ada masalah kelembaman.. |
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kalau ikut cerita sebenar...Sarjan Jamil tu mati awal..kene tembak kat kepala..tapi dalam ni dia mati last...mungkin Jins nak jadi hero kot... |
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Originally posted by mala0n at 28-4-2009 08:11
oohh yg itu ke
ha ah kan budak2 tu real punya melalak...tapi aku yg plg x thn tgk milah tu la. bgtau sarjen tu mak dgn adik dia dah mati...
yg milah ni anak siapa? dulu rasanya ada org in ...
Kalau tak salah aku,milah ni anak MPC Abu Bakar Bin Daud.
Wallahualam. |
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Originally posted by Glock19 at 4-11-2008 11:56 
betul tu aku pun sokong gak 100% apa jasa shah rukh khan yang besor sgt sampai bagi title dato kat dia. ada org yang lebih layak lagi sehingga beliau dah meninggal dunia tiada satu pun penghargaa ...
Dalam bidang lain pun agak gak...
Adibah Amin yang banyak bagi sumbangan dalam bidang kesusasteraan pun x dikenang dengan sewajarnya. Jangankan nak dapat pangkat Datuk, sekarang dengar cerita dah terlantar sakit pun ada ke yang peduli? |
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Post time 27-4-2009 09:35 AM
