Mango is a fruit but Aam is an emotion

Today I went to my dadi's place and she offered me some mangoes and out of courtesy, I refused twice before she fed me herself, afterall how long one can refuse the mangoes? And while I was relishing the sweetness of the fruit, she nostalgically told me an 'Aam' incident from my childhood.
Once when I was quite young, my dadi took me to her friend's place and her friend, a kind old lady, pulled up a donzen of mangoes soaked in a bucket of water. One by one she cut the fruit and put them in a huge tray before us and while both the friends were talking I inhaled all the mangoes. After some time when my grandmother realised this, she became red in anger and embarrassment but the other lady laughed out loud saying that I ate mangoes of almost double of my weight. That day my dadi was mad at me and my stomach was upset.
And now after all those years when my dadi have put some sense in my head, she still miss those days when I was a little girl in cropped hair eating away all the mangoes kept at the reach of my hand.
One thing is sure that I loved mangoes then and I love them now but somehow mangoes used to taste much better before.

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