for the love of aamras

There are a few things, which as they touch your tastebuds send signals to your brain directing it to change the Na+, K+ ratio in the neurons in such a manner that every organ in the body is taken to a different planet- a planet of pure enjoyment, where nothing else except you happiness exists, a planet of unbridled pleasure, a planet called bliss. And for me, something which does that best is - Aamras.

Aamras - that super sweel slightly bitter concoction - made to perfection by cooks at any gujrathi thali restaurant(thaker's bhojanalay highly recommended) gives me a bigger high, than what i am sure any drug can - that too without paying the price of dysphoria or dependenence at a later period of time. In fact they should give addicts a taste of aamras and they I am sure will give up morphine et al in a period of time shorter than they will take to say myu receptor.

Last time i went to Thaker's had 4 large kathoris of Aamras with space for more. But felt people would watch me in a queer manner if I take even a sip more, and so didnt ask for the 5th.

But, one thing has always suprised me. In spite of having the same Alphonso mangoes at home, that same kick can never be replicated - even by my mother, who i am sure if given the reciepe will make any other dish the cook made, atleast a tad better. But for aamras - thaker's(or any good gujju thali joint)- touch is a must.

Alphonso mangoes on their own can produce a similiar effect but aamras is concentrated liquid joy - and it betters the feeling its source provides.

For the love of aamras, i may possibly drink it, even if someone tells me its laced with poison. I guess addicts consume their masters, for the same love, being fully aware in many cases, that the substance of their desire is laced with death!