The Mango Question

How could an ordinary person live an ordinary life in a city as extraordinary as Lisboa? That’s not just a sidewalk you tread; it’s an antique mosaic. That’s not just a house you sleep in; it’s a layer cake of architectural extravagance. That’s not just a café you sip espresso in, it’s Café a Brasileira; where Portugal’s early 20th century intellectuals and artists dreamed over drinks. That’s not just a bookshop you browse; it’s Livraria Bertrand, the oldest bookshop in the world.



This morning I peeled a mango by hand and ate the whole glorious sun-ball. But I couldn’t stomach sun-fruit every morning. The morning’s mango satisfied a childhood wish, a childish gluttony. If the morning mango became a habit, it would lose the gloss of the forbidden fruit. If I lived in a city as sumptuous and sun-sweet as the mango, would the city too lose its luminance?




2 thoughts on “The Mango Question

  1. I don’t think the city would lose its luminance if you lived in it.

    A city has more facets than a mango and there is always something new to discover. There is the change of the seasons that brings different sights, sounds, and smells. There are people that have thousands of stories to share, and so many nooks and crannies to explore. And if you leave the city for a bit to come back to it, you can see it afresh. While the mango (although absolutely delicious) has less facets to explore. It’s smaller and its changes and differences more subtle.

    At least that’s what I’ve found from living in London for the last six years and ravenously eating mango too.


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