April 27. “Button, let’s revisit the Koel.”

“But why?”

“Because this is the time when she starts to sing. You may also find it weird that when I went back to check when I had made the entry on the bird, I found that I had written about her exactly a year back, which is on April 27! Uncanny, don’t you think?”

“A little.”

“And I don’t ever miss that long Cu-UUU, Cu-UUU—which also reminds me that the rains will be upon us soon and we’ll breathe a sigh of relief to say good-bye to the blistering heat and our lakes will fill up and trees will get water to quench their thirst.”