Tuesday, November 13, 2012


Hello Son,                                 (continue from Call 418)


It was a public holiday on Friday.

Yayyy ...

Not so fast ... plenty to do for the coming concert, remember?

Arghhhhhh ...

Mom got up early that Friday morning. She wanted to make the most of that day. She woke Dad up. No sleeping in ... maybe until the concert is over.

About 8 am or so, Dad, Mom and the maid left the condo. We drove to a coffee shop for breakfast before going to school.

For some reason, Mom knew which coffee shop she wanted to go. Normally, sbe'd be like, let's go to this one ... no, that one ... or maybe the other one ... That morning, she knew exactly which cafe we'd be having our breakfast.

You must have whispered to her.

She said, "That coffee shop ... that corner one ..." when Dad asked where we should go.

Dad asked, "Which one? There're two there ..."

"The one that has the stairs going up  ..."

Yup, the one with the stairs ... the other coffee shop has no stairs ...

Go to the one with the stairs, Ma ... :D

She's quite sure You must have whispered to her ... on hindsight.

Dad drove there. 

So anyway, at the coffee shop ...

There were tables inside the shop, as well as outside on the five foot way. Mom walked in, but then decided to walk out again. It was a bit cold inside the air-conditioned cafe

Pulling out a seat, she said, "Let's sit outside ..."  before sitting down, and started browsing through the menu. Dad sat opposite here, whilst Maid R sat beside her.

It was barely 5 minutes after we sat down, when a garbage truck passed through.

Mom held her breath, for obvious reasons ... waiting for the truck to disappear. When it finally did, she inhaled ... before cringing, and wrinkling her nose with disgust.

The stench ...

Gawd ... it smelt like shi* ...

She stood up abruptly and announced, "Let's go inside ... it stinks ..."

She went in the cafe, and plonked herself on a stool. Dad too came in and sat down. The maid followed.

A waitress came and we dictated our orders. Shortly after the waitress left our table, Mom suddenly noticed the song that had come on.

When You Believe ...

There was no music before that. That was the very first song that came on in the coffee shop.

Mom leaned over to Dad, "Listen ... Prince of Egypt ... There can be miracles when You believe ... "

Dad looked up from sms-ing a text. He heard.

Mom said, "There was no song just now. This is the first song ... and we just came in ..."

Prince of Egypt ... was one of the cartoon DVDs that Justine and You have and had seen when You both very young. To be really honest, hearing the song wasn't a zap moment for Mom at the time ... but it certainly made her start thinking of ... uh ...

E equals to am see squared ... :D

Her brain waves had definitely started to ... ummm, tingle ...

Miracles ...

One of her most favourite words in the whole wide world. Tell Jesus Mom said that, will You please?

Prince Of Egypt

Then, right after that song, guess which song came on next?

When the music started, Mom kinda smacked Dad on the hand.


Reflex reflex.

"Listen listen listen ... When You Say Nothing ..." Mom pointed her finger up the ceiling.

It's amazing how You can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, You can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when You don't say a thing
The smile on your face lets me know that You're near me

There's a truth in your eyes saying, You'll never leave me

The touch of your hand, say You'll catch me

whenever I fall

You say it best, when You say nothing at all  

"Is he talking to me or what ..." She heard herself speaking under her breath. Nibbling on her toast, her mind started to wander as she listened to the song.

It came to an end.

Mom held her breath for some reason. Something was happening, she wasn't sure what ... it was like she had been put on alert - mode. You know the feeling?

Then, OMG ... the TiTANiC song came on ...

My Heart Will Go On ...

She glanced at her cell. The time showed 8:45 am.

Decode : 44

A definite sign from Heaven. :D

Mom has been listening to My Heart Will Go On daily for the past 2 months now because one of her graduates is playing this song on the keyboard for the concert. He plays it with music accompaniment. Gosh, how haunting the music is to her. It gives her goose bumps each time the boy plays it.

She said passionately, "He's having a conversation with me this morning ... It's so obvious ... Omg ..."

Dad chuckled, as he sipped his kopi-o.

"I'm telling you, 3 songs now, back to back, there can be miracles when you believe ... like ... like, when you believe you can communicate with Son, you can ... isn't that like a miracle already? ... then the next song, you say it best when you say nothing at all ... isn't that what he's doing? He's not saying anything but look at all the messages I'm getting every day ... and now, Titanic ... every night in my dreams, I see you, I feel you ... far across the distance and spaces between us ... you have come to show you go on ... omg, hellowww ... I'm telling you, he's talking to me ..." :D

You are ...

You really are ...

You really are talking to Mom ...

Yes, when - she - believes ... and she does ... she does ... she does ... of course she does, are You kidding her???

Every night in my dreams 

I see You, I feel You

That is how I know You go on

Far across the distance

And spaces between us

You have come to show You go on 

Near far, wherever You are

I believe that the heart does go on

Once more You open the door
And You're here in my heart

And my heart will go on and on

She found it strange that she had checked her time when the Titanic song, the 3rd song, came on. Normally, Mom would check her time instantly at whatever zap song that comes to her. Only on that day, she did not. Not for the first two songs.

You must have whispered to her when the angel timing came:

Check the time NOW, Ma ... :D

And she did ... and she must have sat right up as she read the secret code behind the seemingly normal morning time 8:45 am ...



She was already on cloud 9 that morning, and did not think she could get any higher ... when the next song came on and made her gasped.

Quickly, she checked her cell.

It was 8:50 am.

Decode : 4

Omg ...

Omg ...

Omg ...

Could He be any clearer?


In my dreams I'll always see 

You soar above the sky

In my heart there will always 

be a place for you for all my life

I'll keep a part of You with me

And everywhere I am, there You'll be

Justine made the video for You, remember?

What are the chances of hearing all the songs that were playing in the cafe that morning that had a zap connection?


Say, by the way, Daniel ... did You by any chance send that garbage truck?

That must have been You. Right at that specific time too ... if not for the garbage truck, Mom would have been sitting outside the cafe and would have missed all her zap song-messages that would have been playing inside the cafe.

Gosh ...

How amazing ...

Seriously, how amazing ...

Truly amazing ...

The next song that came on the radio in the cafe was Colors Of The Wind (Pocahontas).

Colours of the Wind ...

You're taking a breather, huh, Son ... she smiled to herself as she shot her thoughts across the universe with the hopes that it would land on Heaven's door. :D

Wow ...

Honestly, she was meant to be there, that's for sure. How heart-warming it was to be there to receive all the comforting songs that touch her heart, mind and soul? The school concert was in 2 weeks then, and yeah, she was all nerves, edgy and anxious.

I'm right here, Ma ... :D

She hears You, Son ...

Truly, it truly is amazing what she hears when You say absolutely nothing at all.

But then, but then, but then ...

When you believe, there can be miracles ...

Yes yes ... and ...

Far across the distance and spaces between us, You have come to show You go on ...

So how can it not be that ...

Everywhere she is, there You'll be ...

Pause ...

Sniff ...

We miss You so very much, Daniel ...

If only Mom could give You a squeeze ... Only a mother who has a child in heaven will understand that deep longing ...

Sniff ...

This Hello Son blog is truly meant to be ... She wouldn't have thought of a blog to connect with her son, in the first place if that seed had not been planted into her head ... why, she's not even a blogger ... had she and You not scorn at people who waste their time on facebook ... and now would You take a look at her ... spending so much time on the computer making calls to Heaven.

God doesn't mind, does He?

No, of course not. He wouldn't take away her son, and not give her something back.

When God takes, He always gives something back.


So anyway, Colors of the Wind came to an end.

She was all alert for the next song, her ears pricked up like an Alsation. The intro music filled the cafe and Mom found herself shaking her head slowly ...

Oh --- my --- gosh ...

She would recognize that haunting music anywhere.

It was Enya's If I Could Be Where You Are.

Why, she had uploaded that video on your Hello Son blog on your 31st month anniversary.


Where are you this moment?

Only in my dreams.

You're missing, but You're always

a heartbeat from me

We left the cafe after breakfast and spent the rest of the day in school, preparing stuffs for the coming concert.

It was quite late in the evening when we finally left school for home.

About 8 pm.

We drove opposite the school to tapau noodles for dinner. There was a long wait apparently, but Mom did not really notice it from inside the car, otherwise she would have suggested we went somewhere else.

Dad came into the car, awhile later, to wait for our noodles.

He went out again to check, and came back to the car and said, "Not ready yet ..."

He must have gone to check on our order another 3 more times, when finally the tapau food was ready.

It was almost 9 pm.

Mom asked in disbelief, "What time did we come here?"

Dad said, "8 pm ..."

Yes, that was what Mom thought. We waited for AN HOUR for our food???


Something told her that there was a reason why there was a deliberate delay.

Or should she say, someone.

Oh, go straight to the point --- her son ... :D

We drove back. As we were about to approach the condo ... OMG ... Mom's hand flew to cup her mouth as she heard the intro music that had come on, filling her senses.

Her eyes shot to the dashboard.

It was 9:05 pm.

Decode : 14

Electric Dreams

That movie way back in college days in 1984 ... You first zapped us with this song about 6 months after You left for Heaven in a most awesome manner. The entry is in your facebook. Some day when Mom's free, she will transfer all those early inciDANS onto a blog.

We'll always be together

However far it seems

We'll always be together

Together in electric dreams

Dad had reached the lobby, but Mom remained in the car, to listen to the whole song before stepping out.

It was the end of the day, and she knows You're making your presence felt, reminding us that wherever we are, there You'll be.

Sniff ...

That's your style, Mom knows with a stab of pain in her heart.

She said to Dad, "No wonder, there were a long delay just now ... One hour we waited ... That's like the longest time we've waited for tapau-food ... Now we know why ... He wanted us to hear this song ... We'll always be together, however far it seems, we'll always be together, together in Electric Dreams ..."

Yes Daniel ... we'll always be together, together in Electric Dreams.

And don't You ever forget that, Son ...