Sifting truth from fake news depends on what you are looking at, the angle you are looking at it from, and how long a look you are prepared to takeIt is after sunset, and I can hear sounds I haven’t heard in years: the chorus of chirping crickets, serenading frogs and screeching owls. By day, the squabbling squirrels that hang out on the Bauhinea trees that line the footpath, and the brahminy kite perched on the electric wire, let me come up closer than they used to before. My backyard, frequented by a couple of red-vented bulbuls and a coucal, now has new visitors — sunbirds flitting from corner to corner, hovering around the pomegranate flowers, checking out the DRIED leaves. And the green bee-eaters I hadn’t seen in years are back! Some 15 years ago, when we first moved into this neck of the woods in Bengaluru, bee-eaters kept us COMPANY, perched in large groups on the electricity lines; and now here they are again, hanging out on an AFRICAN tulip tree NEAR our neighbour’s house. My mother reports that the crows seem bolder, swooping closer to her when she ventures outside.Explanation:Kashuuu~