Wednesday, September 26, 2007

fistful of delight:)

Have you ever found summer delightful???well, well...I can truely see...I mean picture in my mind's eye many raised eyebrows...how can summer be delightful???? may be the many and similar questions raised...but yes I truely find summer fantastic....
Now there are many reasons for that...Firstly, summer is the season of all the sweet flowers blooms...mmm...champa of different hues and intoxicating smells, and roses....and if you hail from Goa you must be knowing bakuli and surangi....truely mind blowing flowers...as tiny or perhaps more tiny than the nail of your pinkie or last finger, these are potent olfactory bombs.......true honey...and a smell that will put the most of famous perfumes to shame :) absolutely delightful.....
Summer is also the season when gulmohur blooms...known at some places as the flame tree.....maybe because of the color of fully bloomed flowers looks like the tree is on fire....but surely it looks like that...absolutely gorgeous:)...not a single leaf can be seen and only flowers....or rather various shades of red and deep orange. Like strokes of some real crazy artist who has fallen in love...with reds and oranges....According to me it really indicates what summer is really like...sweltering...but Oh so beautiful.
And last but not the least...summer is the season of most of the best fruits....of lychees and pears but also of my dearest hapus or alphonso mango....people prefer this in icecream and in lassis but give me any time a neatly cut alphonso mango and I will forget the world....mmm sheer ambrosia:)...its for what I wait for the whole year...
nope I am not a freak of alphonso but surely nothing beats this fruit....It forms a perfect hefty shape when you see it, warm and smooth, fitting barely in the palm of the hand....the color is pale yellow but having deep lines and sometimes having real beautiful orange fecks...at times even freckled with brownish dots....nope the mango has not gone bad...still a firm fruit, with some wrinkles, mainly near the stem, the outside is no indication of the taste inside...take the mango to your nose....and it will give a hint, a purely truely ripe mango will give a different honey like smell...when the fruit is cut open...the secret is out...and you wont resist...patience is damned at times:) the taste is real great...not artificial sugary kind but real fruity kind...a treat to all the five senses....you tend to get so lost in it that you realise the satisfying experience only when the whole fruit is gone....in your stomach:) making you smack your lips ...wanting for more and more...and thats why for me its like a fistful of delight