Cutting a long story short....
He stood looking at his chilled wine glass sweating profusely. There were people dressed in expensive clothes milling all around him. He was standing in the corner of the room which was spared by the festive light of the chandelier. He looked at a striking woman striking a meaningless and polite conversation with the politician guy. Building strings for future pulling. He looked at the sauve man holding a group of women in rapt attention with his not so amusing stories. Building his ego taller than him. He looked at the couple enraptured in each other's arms. He wondered if it was for tonight or eternity.
His eyes wanting a breath, he came outside and closed his eyes. When he opened it, his eyes fell on a beggar who was looking at the people going by, trying to guage their kindness and intentions at that moment. It humbled him to realise that there was not much difference between him and the beggar.