A few months back:
Qya (after returning from school and very excited): Mama, teacher asked me to bring a picture of my favourite fruit to school!
Me: OK, so what is your favourite fruit?
Qya: Mango! Mama, I want to eat a mango!
Me (surprised, because I couldn't remember when he ever got to eat a mango): But it is winter now. We get mangoes only during summer.
Qya: What is winter? Why is summer not here?
Me: Winter is when the days are cold, and summer is when the days are hot. You have to wait for the hot days to get your mangoes.
Qya was disappointed, but decided to wait for summer.
The very next day:
Qya: Mama, it is warm today. Is summer here? Can we buy mangoes?
Me: Qya, summer is not here yet. We need many consecutive warm days, eh, many warm days to come one after the other, only then would we get mangoes.
Qya was disappointed again. And when summer did finally arrive, he forgot all about the mango being his favourite fruit. But the king of fruits is everywhere, and a sweet, succulent, juicy mango with its glorious fruity aroma is not something I can resist.