Meeting

His hair was comb neatly and swept to the left side. Straight as a arrow, hanging down onto his face covering his big brown eyes. A loose fitting jacket over a pair of fade jeans with a crisp white shirt loosely tuck. Looking like the superstar that he is, his face show confidence and no lack of snobbishness. He greets me with a smile and a gentle handshake. His voice sound happy to see me. Here I am a total stranger but you couldn't tell from the way he acts. He ask questions casually. "How are you and did you enjoy the show?" His demeanor cool and nice at the same time. I reply that I love the show and that his singing was topnotch.

Okay I didn't said that. I just kind of stare at him in awe and nod my head a couple of times. He didn't seem to mind or maybe he just didn't notice. I guess he was use to this from his fans. He said thanks as he hands me the CD. I was ecstatic and at a lost for words and only manage to say thank you. I smile at him and walk off with my souvenir. It was one of those once in a lifetime events that stay in your mind long after it is over. It lasted only five minutes but it felt like time had stood still for a very long time.