‘People are stars,’ she said out of the blue while we are walking and looking at the stars.
'Tonight,’ she continued, 'as we look at them I realize they are like people.’ She looked at me, 'There are stars that shine so bright. There are stars that fall and die maybe because they can no longer stay at the sky and there are stars that are unseen because their light are not bright enough for people to notice them.’
And then I asked her, 'Then what kind of star are you?’
She smiled and said, 'I am the star who remain unnoticed.’