Yesterday I went out with my Family for dinner in Connaught Place. We were a group of five and I was the loner in us all. Being the smallest I was not quite taken seriously and left to roam on my own. We had a lovely dinner and being quite full , I was in a jovial mood. Then we went to an ice cream  parlour. There too I was left alone to my devices. I was a tad bit annoyed at that and was sulking. And then my eyes wandered to a small girl of five or six. She was alone , standing in front of a mirror making poses, and then laughing raucously. Her parents were on their phones nearby , giving no notice to the girl. But that didn’t dampened her spirit.She was quite happy and contented in herself.Without a care for anything , she remained in her own fantasy world.Her own imagination was her play mate.

The girl stirred a memory in my  mind.

When I was younger and my siblings were quite bigger than me.

I wasn’t allowed to play their ‘hardy’ games.Then I used to sit in the stairs and rode around the world in a figurative train or a plane. Being alone isn’t a problem at all if you have a crafty imagination.You cannot stay at anyones side allbl the time.Being at peace with your yourself is a skill mightily needed in this time of virtual friendship.

Coming back to the present , I saw the girl exit the shop chatting excitedly with her mother.

Vowing to remember my train of thoughts,I finished my Sundae and went back to my family.

Bye for now.