Let me tell you a fact first of all, about one thousand named mango varieties can be found all around the world, which is a testament to their value to humankind, I think nothing can beat chaunsa alot of people like sindhri but I just love chaunsa.
now you guys tell me which mango is your favourite and when is the last time you ate mangoes like a caveman… we eat it in a very civilized way but honestly we are missing an almost carnal,completely corporeal, totally immersive activity by getting all refined and cultured around these sinfully sweet treats. Yesterday I ate a piece over the kitchen sink where I let the juices flow down my wrist, down the sides of my upper arms and onto my
elbows…
Omg! Mangoes are the best!
wow…chausa is my second most favourite mango. my first preference is Dussehrii. my third favorite is** LangRaa** aam.
this is the ONLY mango that lasts over two month period. back home in India, my Dad had several mango orchards but the only one i used to visit was this chausa orchard. i remember sitting under the trees waiting for the SEEKAL [tree ripened] to fall from the tree…I and my friends used to run to the tree from which the mango had fallen. sometimes, these seekals were half eaten by birds…we used to cut that part out and then enjoy the rest.
we used to go in the middle of the nights and bring loads of mangoes in our shirt jholis, the ends of shirt’s daaman tied together to make a pouch like that of the pelicans.
there are so many memories attached to the mangoes. kaash:
koii lauTaa de mire
beete huye din!
'allamaah Iqbal said:**
haN, dikhaa de, ai tasavvur! phir vo subH o shaam tu
dauR peechhe kii taraf, ai gardish-e-aiyaam, tu!
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my sisters used to soak several balti-full of mangoes over night, we had no electricity, running water in my village back then. and we used to eat as much as we wanted…i also loved tuKhmee mangoes.
Aww you sent me back to my childhood my dad didnt have orchards though my second favourite is anwar rathor.. they are small in size and extremely sweet…
My fondest childhood memory is when we
siblings and cousins spent the summer vacations at my aunts home at the village called ‘haveli lakhaan’ In Punjab , playing
with carefree abandon, climbing mango trees, dangling precariously on branches trying to pluck that elusive mango and throwing stones aiming at the high rise mangoes, all this when the elders were taking an afternoon nap…
wow! you and i had the same kinda fun in summer and the mango season…we also used to do exactly what you described. we played “lapphoo DaaNRaa”, a game in which all the players will climb up the tree and the ‘chor’ will aim one of the players on the tree and try to hit him with a sorta base ball bat either by hitting him/her directly or throwing it on that person.
“*Yesterday I ate a piece over the kitchen sink where I let the juices flow down my wrist, down the sides of my upper arms and onto my elbows…”
I assume these are two parallel flow streams meeting up at the elbow?
down the wrist (s)
down upper arms - for this to happen the juices go from mouth to shoulder and then down the upper arms.
Else I envision the juice going down the wrist, a portion dropping to sink at elbow, and another proceeding.past elbow to upper arm. Where it eventually makes a u turn and comes back down upper arm and drops to sink via elbow.
Muqawwee can vouch I am sure, but there is no mango anywhere in world better than SindhRee. All of you probably never had SindhRee, hence believe otherwise
Lol…seriously? Yar should I make a diagram or something to make you understand what exactly I was trying to say.. never mind! You didnt tell me which one is your fav. Mango?
~I don’t discriminate when it comes to ~mangoes, chaunsa, sindhree, anwar ratol, langra, all are blessings, tum apney rab ki kon kon si nemat ko jhutaloo gey
Here in US we hardly gotto taste good mangoes. Just from a couple of years we are getting slightly better not sure which type it is. But no way near than the ones in Pak/India.