The best things in life

Its was just the last Saturday when I was sitting with a friend at a restaurant and we got complementary mango shots.I lifted the glass and told him how I did not like mango at all.I expected a usual reaction of "I think you are the only one in this world who doesn't like the king of all fruits".
Later when I came home my dad asked me on the way back from the airport pointing to a fruit vendor which type of mango I would like to have.
I was bit surprised to know that my dad did not know my disinterest in this regard.

I told him my feelings towards the fruit and he quizzically looked at me and asked "When did this happen.You loved mangoes once."
As we progressed towards home I regressed down memory lane.Without much thoughts and efforts I remembered those summer days when we used to wait for dad in the

evenings.The wait was more for mango and litchis than Dad at  times.
It was the best time of the day.The whole family ,guests ,neighbors sat together and savored the flavor and remarked how a certain vendor has better fruits than the other.People who had a little more experience shared their views on varieties across the country.

Time passed we grew older but what had brought the change.What made the thing I loved the most so intolerable now.
I started thinking of other things in life which once meant everything but with passage of time they took a backseat and became inconspicuous.
School was once the best place to be.Friends,teachers,games, exams everything seemed enough to live with.Then school changed and at times the city changed.It was again a whole set of efforts for creating the best world around.Now this new world seemed the best.

The next transition to college life made those days "the best days".
The word best is superlative in nature then how can we have many bests at the same time.
Is our memory short lived then.Do we remember and cherish moments just of the recent past.
Maybe this is the reason people abandon their parents of 25 years for a love of two years or a lover of 2 years for a recent liking of few days.
At every stage of life we keep trying to build up a mansion of hope , of perfectness and flawlessness.We keep planning for the future for things to seem good and appropriate forgetting what we have and what we had is worth treasuring.
The best moments in life are never planned.Its only when they pass you realize there could have been nothing better than this.