Daily Prompts: Imaginary Friend

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Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? ( Didn’t have one? Write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood).

I did not have imaginary friends, I was busy playing with my siblings, there was never a moment when I could think of imaginary friends. If I wasn’t busy with my siblings, I was doing chores for my Mom.It hardly left enough time for me to imagine anything.

I had a friend in school in the lower grades. She was quite nice, but her attendance in school, left a lot to be desired. Her parents were wealthy, she was the only child. I presume they didn’t care much about her education.

During our summer vacation,  my Dad passed away. I didn’t get  a chance to say  goodbye to my friend.

We were in the process of leaving the city to go to Bangladesh, my parents’ original home. I  lost contact with her, but wondered what she was doing.

My guess is she may not have continued her education after high school. Her parents  probably were anxious to see her married, if nothing else she could produce grand kids for them.

My non-imaginary friend I think is happily married, she has multiple servants at her beck and call; she certainly has no time to think of her childhood friend.

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DP Daily Prompts: Imaginary Friend

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Many of us had imaginary friends as children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its/ life be like today? ( didn’t have one ? Write about a non–imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)

I did not have an imaginary friend, I did have a real friend, her name is ‘Farida Jan’

She spoke Persian language at home, in school she spoke English. Ours was a school where the medium of instruction was English, we were not allowed to speak any other language in our classroom. We did speak Urdu which was the local language. I learned it as a child because we lived in cities where Urdu was spoken.

Farida my non–imaginary friend was very quiet like me, which is why we became friends. She had a fair complexion like the Iranians. She was the only child when I met her. I have no idea if she had any other siblings later.

We were separated when I was twelve, we left the city where we lived after my father passed away. I do not know if she continued her studies, perhaps she did , I know nothing  about her now!

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