A Love Story I Love To Share

In a crowd of dancing people, a girl was selling snacks for the concert. She was in her teens wearing a white shirt, once used to be her sister's, and a boyish short from her brother. Life was rough hard with her father's salary barely enough for a family of 14. She enjoys the concert and was glad to hear that the local band playing was one of her favorites.

"Isa nga nito", said a woman as the music played along. The girl was glad she was selling more than expected and would run out of food to sell; this means she could enjoy the concert watching and dancing the rest of the evening.

The backstage of the concert wasn't a room of enjoyment. It's the place were singers and dancers appear terrified muttering and convincing themselves to appear relaxed. A boy was hidden behind the wall separating the stage from the crowd. He was dreamily watching and learning from his brother's guitar moves. His brother mimics an act made by one of the famous British bands. The crowd cheered in delight dancing with the guitar tune. His brother was a god in the stage, and there was nothing the boy would like to do more but to become his brother; if only he could play his brother's guitar. But education was his only way out of the
poor life, as his carpenter father would always emphasize. They were a family of 12 and he was expected to support the rest of the sibling's education after his studies.

The music ended and applause became the sound of the evening. The boy got tired of staring at the band, and placed his sight on the watching people instead.

She got tired of staring at the man playing the guitar, and not knowing why placed her view on the side of the stage.

For a split second they might have stared at each other, or it could have been just a simple short glance prolonged by my imagination; but unlike the usual love story, they never met that evening. She resumed her selling and it never sold out, the way she hoped it would. He went home carrying his brother's precious guitar, and he never got to play it.

But somewhere along the time after that, my parents met and fell in love with each other.