I happened to look out on my mango tree as I was sweeping the terrace this morning and saw a lot of small, green mangoes that hopefully, in due time, will turn into big, juicy, ripe mangoes.
The problem is that after growing the plant from the seed and planting it, the jungle has taken over and there is no way I can get to the tree now without major slashing of the undergrowth.
I guess I can stand on my terrace and look at the fruits and imagine what they would taste like.
Sort of mind over matter.
But the joy of it is that the tree finally, after so many years, is bearing fruit. So what if it only for the animals of the jungle. They deserve a few good things too.