missing the mayfair.....

i wasn't too much of an outdoor kid. i grew up playing indoors with my dolls, my kitchen set and my darling friend, Mini. we had been best friends ever since she was five months and i was a month old ... our mothers put us together in a big cane chair, she whined at first not sure of what or who i was,  and then we were friends... so they say....  and they let us be that way....

i did not have siblings but in her presence i never missed one... we were best friends and sisters at heart...  sisters growing under two adjacent roofs...  we were always there for each other... sharing innumerable secrets and girly tales that are part of the journey which  transforms  little girlies into poised ladies.....

there were times when we would dress alike and owing to the unintentional likeliness in our nicknames,  people would confuse our names for each others and then call us together as if it were one big name  Minimou-Moumini.... we were always together... and we liked it that way.. even when we fought, which i think we rarely did, for i cannot recall of such fights now, ..... we would stay together...  till school and college sent us our own different ways.... we made new friends, made new choices and settled to lives in different places... and in all the rat race i sometimes forgot about my dear old friend...

but on long summer afternoons like these when memories refresh... i  miss her .... i miss her a lot.... i miss the divan where we would sit and play while the music was on ... our music of childhood days.....  not very often but sometimes i do .... on long summer afternoons like these i miss the mayfair...  the mayfair of our toddler, kindergarten and adolescent days....

[i wish i could share a photograph of ours today ! 

but i do not have one with me right now.

later perhaps !

image from weheartit]