Happiness is finding a mango under the tree.
Mango season has started. Market is flooded with orange juicy mangoes. I had my first bite and relished its taste. I am in Pune right now, and there is a big mango tree in the compound. When I see those, my memories zooms back to those days when we(my cousins and I) would throw pebbles to drop down the raw mangoes. We used to eat it raw with salt and red pepper.
From the kitchen window I can see bunches of mangoes dangling but the greatest pleasure I had today when I found one raw mango on the ground under the tree.
Thank you birdie for dropping one mango off the tree