Saturday, August 30, 2014

Call 549 : MOUNTAIN MAMMA

Hello Son, 


Wednesday, August 27


It was early in the morning on Wednesday.



Still too early to leave the house, on her own, that morning. 



The time was around 6:30 am. 



Dad would be driving Justine to SJMC later in the morning. Justine was doing her attachment in that hospital for 3 weeks.



Mom sat down at the dining table for a few minutes.



Sit sit sit ... on the dining chair.



Stare stare stare ... at the dining wall.



Wait wait wait ... for the minute hand of the dining clock to pass number 9.



Hmmm ...



Is there such a thing as dining clock?



A quick check on google at the time of typing this line, says, YES.



So anyway ...



It was 6:45 am, before she picked up the car keys and headed out the door.



Took the lift down down down to the ground floor, walked to the car, hopped in.



Everything was as normal as normal could be.



She turned on the ignition.



"You say it best, when you say nothing at all ..." immediately came on the radio.





Yes, that line, in that way, at that moment.



Omg ...



Her jaw dropped.



She glanced at the time. 



It was 6:51 am.



Omg, she inhaled slowly. 



21 ...



Immediately, she found herself saying out loud, "Son, are You here?"



The song was coming to an end. Still, it was that special line that greeted her the moment she started the car. Her son was definitely near.



Right beside her, as always. :D





Mom repeated, "Are You here, Son? You are here, aren't You? Mom knows You're right here ..."



The silence was deafening.



Of course he would be ... he's always beside her ...



Is there any doubt at all?



She began, "You know, this year's concert is gonna be spectacular. Yup, it's gonna be just -- spec-ta-cular ..."



She drove out of the condo area, towards school.



Mom hummed and sang softly to herself until the song ended.



The next song that came on, took her by surprise.



LET IT GO (Disney's Frozen) ...



6:53 am ...



Secret code : 14


 
Omg ...



Why ...




almost everyday, for the past month, she's been listening to this LET IT GO song, as the children practise their dance for the year end concert. Yes, the 5 and 6 year old children are performing a dance routine to LET IT GO.



Omg, Daniel ...



Seriously???



Seriously Daniel???



LET IT GO???



What are the chances???


 
Just when Mom said that this year's concert will be spectacular, LET IT GO comes on the radio? Why, You're practically talking to Mom.



Yeah Ma ... your LET IT GO ... :D









The moment was just too incredible, she wanted to hold on to it for as long as she could. 



The song came to an end. :C



Mom listened to the radio host who began a game that Mom was (recently) familiar with. She had only heard this game once before, and that was on Wednesday, August 20 @ 3:43 pm. At the time, she was driving to school. 



The radio was on. 



She heard the radio person said, 



"Listen to the song and fill in the blanks ..." 



I always feel like, somebody's (beep) me ...







Pause.



Huh??? 



Say what???


 
Mom's look was incredulous when she heard that line. She's not known to excel in quizzes and games on the radio. But --- this??? 



This question is for her!



If the person who calls in gets it right, he would get the then accumulated prize money of RM900, said the radio host.  



Omg, she should be answering that question. 



Who wouldn't know that answer.



Omg ...



The caller replied, "Ummm, ummm, somebody's ------ loving me?"



Omg, are You kiddin' her? She rolled her eyes dramatically.



You must have seen that.



The radio host said, "Okay, let's see if that is correct ..." before playing that line without the beep this time:



I always feel like somebody's watchin' me ...






Mom was like almost shouting "watchin' watchin' watchin' " with impatience, before the caller answered -- "loving."



Pause.



Omg, how could anyone NOT know this line? Of all the ten kazillion songs in the world, this - line - came - on? 



Omg ...



Anyway, the next question was :



I stand (beep) of love in the first degree ...



Gasp.



Mom couldn't believe her ears. She had reached school by that time. 



She got out of the car, thinking ...



She knows this answer too???



Omg ... she knows TWO answers???



TWO???



Accused ...



I stand ACCUSED of love in the first degree.



By Bananarama.



Hmmm ...



Banana ... your last fruit that last night before You left us, Daniel.



ZAP ZAP ZAP.



So that was Wed, August 20 ... a week ago.





Back to the car ...



The radio host began the game.



Country road, (BEEP), to the place I belong ...



Mom sang to herself: 



Country road, take me home, to the place, I belong


West Virginia 


Mountain Mamma (Wait a minute -- Mamma???)


Take me home


Country roads


I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me (Omg, morning hour like 6:51 am???)


The radio reminds me of my home far away (Seriously??? The radio???)


Driving down the road I get a feeling (I get a feeling??? Like somebody's watchin' me feeling???)


That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday (yesterday seems so far away)






Oh my Lord.



Oh oh oh, and don't forget the first line to this song is :



Almost HEAVEN, West Virginia (Like hello??? Heaven???)



A caller called in and answered the question correctly.



The radio guy said, "Congratulations! You've just won RM3,000!"



What!


 
THREE -- THOUSAND -- RINGGIT???



Why, she could sing that WHOLE song. 



That three thousand ringgit rightly belongs to -- her, she thought in disgust as she got out of the car. 



Slowly, she reflected on that precious moment as she walked to the school lift.



All my memories, gather round me

Miner's lady, stranger to blue water

Dark and dusty, painted on the sky

Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eyes







Gosh Son ...



How did that happen? It took her only like less than ten minutes to get from home to school. Yet, in that short time, You had zapped your mother and reminded her that You're right beside her. The timing is always so perfect.



Angel perfect.



Thank you, Daniel ... for always watchin' over Mom and family.



Keep the zaps coming, Son.