April

My favorite word would be April because it reminds me of hummingbirds in Spring, sucking sweet nectar from the blossoming flowers and of the koel whose beseeching voice signals the arrival of mangoes, ripe and yellow, just waiting to be picked and eaten. The word April also reminds me, strangely enough, of Moringa beans that hang slender on thin branches. Their flowers are often cooked with meat in Punjab and the beans are cooked with yoghurt curry in our home.