Saturday, November 27, 2010

Call 70 : COUNT ON ME

Hello Son,                                                      (continue from Call 69)

That Friday night, Mom was keeping Justine company as she was doing her revision. She has 4 papers to sit for in the coming week: Math, Moral, Add Math and Physics.

Justine was in a happy and cherry mood since dinner time. 

Singing and humming away as she studied. 

Don't ask Mom how she's able to study in that way. Mom just observed her quietly, but didn't comment about the singing and studying at the same time. It's a beeet too late to change her studying patterns now. 

Anyway, it was nice seeing her happy and high in spirit. 

Hmmm ... talking of spirit ...

Perhaps her spirit was soaring high with yours, who knows ...

Even Jus herself wouldn't know. 

Only You would know. <3 

Maybe You could tell her ...

Give her a sign or something ...

You'd know how ...

Anyway, at one point, she was singing the song: 


All that I'm after is a life full of laughter

As long as I'm laughing with You

I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after

After the life we've been through

'Cause there's no life after You

Mom was on the sofa, listening to your sister singing and humming the song LIFE AFTER YOU repeatedly at her desk, and thinking ... Yeah, this was one of the song-videos that your mother had uploaded on your Facebook some time back.

Mom got up to get something, she can't remember what now, from the room. 

Just at that moment, Justine called out, "MOMMM! COME!"

Mom hurried out to your sister. 

She was sitting at her desk, as Mom left her just now, with her Moral paper in front of her. Justine pointed with her finger, and Mom saw it instantly.

A strand of hair ...

Justine said, "I was doing my work, and this hair just dropped right - in - front - of - my - face."


Can You picture the both of us staring at that strand of hair like ... like we've never seen a strand of hair before? You must be making an effort to keep a straight face now, huh, watching us from where You were at the time. Where were You at that time? 

Honestly, we didn't even attempt to touch it. Justine was sitting down, Mom was standing beside her, bending over the desk.

Both of us were just staring ...

... at the One - Strand - Of - Hair!

How comical were we?

How a seemingly insignificant strand of hair could get our fullest attention like a moth to a flame, we will never know. Had anyone told Mom say, 10 years ago, heck make it one year, that someday, a "one strand of hair" is gonna play a very significant part in her life, she would have laughed herself all silly.

Now look at her ...

Wasn't she silly enough?

No one's laughing though ...

Not Mom ...

Not Jus ...

Hasn't she seen "a strand of hair" before?

Haven't we all? 

What's so unusual about that?

It's hard to explain, but this is not just any strand of hair. Justine could feel it. It was the way it made its entrance. It's like her instincts told her something - but what???

Mom knew exactly what she meant. Mom scanned her uh, expert eyes, over the table top. There were no other strands that could be seen on her white table. Her desk was clean except for her pile of books. 

Justine was looking at her Moral paper, and suddenly that one strand of hair just nicely dropped right - in - front - of - her - eyes. 

It's ... it's ... THAT One - Strand - Of - Hair. 

The one that we've established in Call 46 : HAIR MYSTERY.

The One - Strand - Of - Hair - Connection.

The time was 11:40pm.

Mom said finally, "Aww, Daniel wants You to know he's with You, Jus. He's right beside You as You're studying." 

Jus nodded. 

She was still staring at it. 

And was very quiet.

Something was kinda going on between brother and sister. Mom didn't want her to be distracted further, so she went to get the camera to snap a photo. Then, we carefully cello-taped the strand of hair in her diary. With the strand of hair out of the way of her books, Jus could continue with her revision, or so Mom thought.

Obviously, Mom didn't know what would happen next. Of course, she couldn't have known that. Something told her though, that this one strand of hair is - important. 

Or Someone ...

Just like that one-strand-of-hair in CALL 46 : HAIR MYSTERY.

Something was about happen, she just didn't know what. She could have just brushed it off the table, but something told her not to.

Or Someone ...

All the suspense, Daniel ... 

Mom feels like she's writing a Mystery Thriller of some kind. Jokes aside, Justine herself felt the unexplained, mysterious significance of that one - strand - of - hair ... and Mom understood how she felt, having experienced the mystery of the one - strand - of - hair before in Call 46.  You can't point a finger to it, but You just know there's something there to point to.

After taping the hair onto Mom's diary, Justine went back to her books. 

Shortly after, Justine turned to Mom and asked, 

"Have You heard of the song, COUNT ON ME?"


It didn't sound familiar.

Mom said, "No."

Jus said that one of your friends from church has been asking her some time ago to download this song COUNT ON ME and to listen to it, but she somehow didn't have the time to do that ...

Time ...

Mom thinks she meant SIGN ... not TIME ... Jus didn't have the sign to download the song then. There had been absolutely no signs for her to do that ...

Until Friday yesterday ... 

For some reason, Justine said she found herself downloading 50 songs into her mobile, including that new song, COUNT ON ME.

Jus waved a sheet of paper at Mom. 

Mom wasn't quite sure what Jus was trying to show her, so Mom went over to her desk. Jus showed a signature that she had just signed roughly on the piece of paper, and said she had included the letter D in her signature now, since her second name is DANIELLE. 

Jus said that looking at the D, somehow brought back memories of the times when You asked her to help You come up with a signature for your name. 

Your sister said, "Daniel doesn't know how to sign his name."

Mom listened and wondered, where was all this going? 

actual size of white paper : 1 inch X 1 inch

Mom remembers that. 

His signature.

It was a joke in the family that whenever we asked You to sign your  name (passport and IC application), You would make a loud fuss that You didn't know how to sign, and in the end, we'd have to tell You, 

"Never mind, just write your name down."

Jus said in somewhat agitated tones, "Even though I created some nice signatures for him, he couldn't follow. He just couldn't sign his name. He always had to write, he couldn't sign."

Mom listened ...

Where was this leading to?

She's upset because she suddenly remembers her brother couldn't sign his name?

Hmm ... 

He cannot sign his name. That is not unusual, is it? Surely it's not as bad as it sounds. Mom herself couldn't sign her name until she was at credit card level. That's when she found out she had to stick to just one signature. The signature part will just come some day. It's not his fault that the some day never came for him ...

Maybe now we know why ...

Maybe it's because he didn't have to put his signature down anywhere. You only need to sign your name on say, formal documents, and for him, those simply did not arise during his lifetime, except for the passport and IC applications.

The strand of hair, the signature, the memories were a bit too much for Jus to handle, and her red eyes gave her away. She had been crying softly to herself just now, Mom realized. 

Awww Jus ...

Your sister continued that, as she was wiping her tears away, she happened to catch the word "CRY" on her mobile. 

Mom was on the sofa at the time. This was before she called Mom to the table to check out the signature.

The CRY-word was from the song COUNT ON ME, she said. 

She was using her earphones at the time, but was not listening to the songs because she was feeling emotional since the one strand of hair made its grand entrance on her. That's when she started scratching the papers with her signatures, Jus said.

However, Jus told Mom that the moment she brushed away her tears, she heard the word "CRY," and that made her sit up and pay attention to the song.

By Bruno Mars

At that precise "CRY" moment, Jus said she knew it was YOU giving her that message. YOU telling her that message. YOU singing to her that message.  


All YOU ...

She said, she just knew.

The song touched her deeply and she broke down and cried while relating it to Mom. Right after the song ended, she said the next one that came on was FALL FOR YOU

Her songs in her mobile are set to come on randomly

Yet, it was FALL FOR YOU that came next among the 50 songs.

The FALL FOR YOU song that has much significance between your sister and You.

That song only confirmed her thoughts even more, she said, like a further endorsement that You had made some kind of connection through the COUNT ON ME song. That FALL FOR YOU song is special because Justine and You used to sing that and play the guitar together. 

The moment she heard the song, she said, something just - clicked.

By Secondhand Serenade

Mom said slowly, 

"Do You notice that whenever he wants to give us a message, he would do something to get our attention first? 

Like something would happen, and we'd think of him? 

Then when we are all focused on him, he'll make the connection? 

You notice that?"

Jus was nodding away even before Mom finished her sentence. 

That is so your style, Daniel, we know that now. 

That one strand of hair had a part to play. 

It didn't just drop from the sky for nothing. 

It got your sister's attention alright. 

Just when she was thinking about You, the song-message came.

You can count on me, Jus ...

Justine replayed the COUNT ON ME song for Mom to hear from the beginning. 

Mom listened to it on the earphones. It is a nice song, simple words with a simple tune. Mom decided to check it out the next day (Saturday). 

After the song ended, guess which one came next?


Oh My ...

You really do know what's going on, don't You? 

Your mother had just published Call 67 : THE SON, that Friday night, about 2 hours ago then, where towards the end of her entry, she had written:

"Everywhere we are, there You'll be ..."

 By Faith Hill

A lyric from that song ... Everywhere I am, there You'll be.

Oh Wow Daniel ...

You really do know how to connect with us. With Justine, it was FALL FOR YOU, and with Mom, THERE YOU'LL BE.

Neat and nice, and we so got it! 

That Eureka - Link!

If your mother did not see the sparks, as Justine did when she heard COUNT ON ME, well, the minute THERE YOU'LL BE came on, she was dazzled by the sparkles of major fireworks.

Mom instantly felt your presence.

It was a special moment, Son. 

To have You send us a song-message in that way.

THE BOND definitely.

Thank You for giving Jus the message, Son. 

We know we can count on You ... 

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"You can count on me

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I'll be there..." <3