Texting Experience at its Best!

Process Notes: This is a real-life situation posted earlier

in prose form. I had it truncated and revamped as a texting drama.

                                                                                                       Attribution: Hank
Image1: Baby Naqip the subject of this drama held
by Daddy Hafidz. Taken Jul 31,2011 at one year old

                                                                                                      Attribution: Hank
Image2: Elder brother Nabil and sister Sarah
Ayesha taken on the same day.

Friday July 02, 2010 had been expected

to be just an ordinary day. It all started

in the morning when Norman and Kimie

(read: grandchildren) had their ‘Report Card’ day

Azlin, my eldest daughter

had dutifully accompanied her 2 boys

to confer with their respective teachers .

Parents were required to present themselves

for a one-to-one with the teachers

to gauge and discuss on

how they (the 2 boys) had 

fared during the term.

It was all well and good

I was supposed to pick them up later

in mid-morning as there would not

be any more classes for the rest of the day.

Then it happened!

My loving wife, Shadah

received a text message from
Hafidz, my elder son

'Qhaty’s in labour! '  

What?.. Now? …Gosh!

We knew Qhaty was in the family way

and it was ‘anytime now’ and it
was expected.

But not now! ....

It was still a surprise though

that it should be that morning.

Ok, ok, Shadah decided.

(in this sort of situations,
I would let her decide)

We’ll pick up Norman and Kimie
and then we'll go.

Hopefully we'll be in time.

From PJ, to Ampang Puteri Hospital ,

taking the DUKE highway would be a breeze.

Then another text, ‘ 7cm now. Baby otw’

To tell you the truth, I was not at all
knowledgeable nor familiar nor accustomed
to such technicalities.

But I could guess. It must be pretty soon.

Sure enough, before we could recover,

another text came,

'Baby boy safely arrivd naturally 2.96kg, 52cm. 
Mommy is doin fine. Happy and grateful!. Alhmdlh.’

We were relieved!. We were just
relieved. With a tinge of regret though

as we were not there when it happened.

Then another message . ‘It’s a boy! ‘

Maybe Hafidz was just as relieved
as us that he just couldn’t resist

 sending the confirmation again

or maybe he was just overwhelmed
with joy ‘

Come to think of it.

If there's none of the ubiquitous
hand phones and the corresponding
sms texting culture ,

as what we are having now,

life would have been pretty
much mundane and uninteresting!

Yes, I suppose so!

Submitted for d'Verse Call and Response