Take some time and walk down memory lane and you realise how far away those days are gone. And a sudden urge to relive those days is only triggered when you have these people to reminisce them with you.
We chatted about everything from past PENTAS productions and how corrupted the tarian world is. But the essence of drama and the love for the Malay Arts still lives in our hearts.
We practically grew up together in Temasek Arts Centre, running around barefoot from one room to another, observing each other’s practice time. There was only life in TP when the malay arts group all came together for our annual production PENTAS.
Standing by the koi pond at Temasek Polytechninc, fond memories engulfed me with emotions that could only expressed through tears and neverending laughter. I could practically hear the dikir boys and girls belting it out together practicing their usual vocal pieces. Drama mates running around possessed with their new characters. My tarian girls giggled as they recall their steps for their upcoming show. The Nasyid boys finding a small corner of their own trying their best to sustain.
I miss those happening days. I guess all that doesn’t seem to exist anymore, groups with their own agenda seems to rule the kampong life we use to know. Camaraderie is just in old photos kept away in old shoe boxes.
In due time all that is remembered of this fateful group will be its unprofessional technicalities and fanciful costumes.
But nonetheless the efforts of this year’s production should not be put aside. I was not there for this year’s production but hearing from feedback, potential characters stole the show. Three cheers for them!!!
I was sad I was unable to see my girls. I managed to have glimpse of their piece in videos posted on youtube in Taiwan’s Chiang Kai Shek Airport. So near yet so far. They were beautiful. They executed the two pieces well with the best of their ability. They were practically flaunting it.
I saw bravery and passion in these girls. Their every execution was a tribute to life itself. It was a dedication to their love for the arts and their undying affair with their group. Heck about what people have to say about the choreography. It only means I have a long way to go. The girls were strong. They are a reflection of what women should be today.
I thank all of those who were there to give the girls support. The presence of the Dian dancers only proves to be a blessing! Ajitwarna’s assistance and love for my girls deserves the utmost recognition. I felt safe to know he was there for them. I have to say this with a tinge of jealousy; Kesenian Si Anak Tari would not have been great without him. I love you best friend.
Two of my special people were there to grace the occasion too. I only got to know of their attendance through pictures. I appreciated their comments and their help. Thank you curly and B.
As for Sis Ifie, Sis Syiqin, Wawa, Lina, Asyaqinah, Indah, Adliah, Diyanah and Hani I love all of you for being there for me and for the girls. It would have been perfect if all my girls were there to witness it.
And Cipah, you have to learn that when we do things it is not nice to ask for anything in return (Where is my bouquet of flowers!). I will have to say that this girl really oulled it all together for this PENTAS. She is persistent character and will do anything in her will-power to get things done. I have to say among the many subgroup heads that have come and go, she has proven to be the best and has kept the group going even in times of dire strain.
And this is especially commendable with the great relationship she has with her assistant Shahidah. It has been awhile since I’ve seen a great couple at work. They are a great example.
Sharifah Mahani and Shahidah both of you deserve two thumbs up and smack on the butt. Gggggiiiirrrrllll!!!
I got this quote from Martin Luther King: