This has nothing to do with mangos but I wanted to tell you a story. Years ago, I used to interact with a nice couple from India. They owned a store I shopped at here in Georgia and they were usually in the store together. One day we were talking and they told me that they were in an arranged marriage. Their marriage had been predetermined by their parents when the two of them were only toddlers in India. Describing the experience, they explained how wonderful it was to grow up together, doing things that children and teens normally do while knowing all along that they would keep growing and sharing experiences together for the rest of their lives as man and wife eventually. They spoke about the deep gratitude they felt towards their parents for arranging this type of life for them. They also expressed thanks for the fact that they were spared the burden of having to find a spouse on their own. I will never forget the look of discomfort on their faces as they contemplated the notion of an alternative lifestyle - one in which they had to date “strangers“ in this crazy world in order to find a spouse. In my culture here in America, dating is what we do and it does suck to some degree but I never doubted that it was superior to an arranged marriage until I met this couple from India. They completely changed my preconceived beliefs. I am grateful to them for expanding my horizons.