It was a magical moment. Stars were shooting from the sky as if heaven was actually here on earth. She, with her lively, amazed eyes met his warm, friendly-but-distant gaze. For a moment, her world had stopped right then and there. Of the hundreds of people inside the building, all she was aware of was this stranger infront of her, smiling and oblivious of her awkwardness. She never felt this way before, if she did, it was long forgotten. It was a fresh feeling, like something had awaken from a deep slumber. It was her heart beating at a gradually accelerating rhythm. He was still smiling and his gaze was still intense. Then she broke the silence and snapped out of her own fantasies. "Oh...uhmm...hi! Can I take a picture with you just so my friends and I have a keepsake of this event?" She managed to force a smile despite her nervousness. "Sure." He nodded. We striked a pose: I was clutching his right arm and he was protecting me with his left fist from an imaginary evil villain. The camera light blinked and it was over. Yet that moment was preserved through a picture. A picture she meant to keep so as to remember that once in her life, she met a stranger whose soul was reflected back in her eyes. A stranger who was like a gentle clown with a dream or two of his own who showed her the way to the stars.

That was their story... and I was watching them from a distance. ho-hum.