The Mango Nostalgia

The Mango Nostalgia !

Today, on my way to work, I saw a tiny kid sitting on the edge of his door and fully indulged in the thing in his hands.. not to my surprise, it’s every kids love during summers – Mango… Since then I noticed every shop and thela selling these gorgeous fruit.

With mangoes now being sold at every nook and corner, it’s quite difficult to resist them even though they are priced at above Rs 100/ kg.. not just a mere fruit but I consider it as a part of life. A sight of these yellow gorgeous things gives my nerves a nostalgia buzz. My childhood with kid brother, cousins, mom dad at nani’s or dadi’s place comes flashing right infront of my eyes… Mango dreams fills my heart with reminders of childhood..  the joyful swings, the tiny buckets full, licking the dripping juice of this luscious fruits flowing along our tiny bare arms, climbing the trees.. hiding the mangoes in the trunks… Mom’s scolding to get away from the bed and sofa….what not.. it was truly a craze !!! moreover , the precious moment when there was no tension of controlling the diet and thus no control on the urge for this super tasty and much awaited fruit….

Mangoes and summer holidays are a true match .. made for each other.  Guess our schools then used to close, to give us time to indulge in this once an year craze !!! :D  those innocent days of life, when the only thing in mind was to grab handful of mangoes and take in every bit of it without any interruptions. Sometimes it was Mom’s surprize mango icecream  in the fridge and sometimes it was that yummy mango chutney with dal chawal.. What a  divine feeling it was! I sooo want to go back to those time.. this time I won’t mind those scoldings by mom too, I won’t mind our agreements of finishing the homework to get mangoes as prize… atleast will have my mom with me wearing that beautiful smile and holding the basket of mangoes.
To refill the senses .. Now … is a new life, a new hope.. am ready to create more beautiful memories, the days of youth.. in each other’s arms.. A plate of mangoes in hand and a mild mango fragrance in the air… me thinking- What’s more indulging ?? 


In a way, Indian summers are synonymous with mangoes and I can bet, that every Indian will have a life story linked to it. If not… go grab this luscious fruit and with every drip of juice, the memories will come floating in your mind ! 


HAPPY MANGOEING to ALL!