The idea is to squeal if you see it. Hundreds of us crowd the "tree that looks like an elephant," squinting, tilting heads. A cry attracts a crush of butting bodies and cameras, trying to steal the squealer's view of this miracle of botany. A sort of stop-start rhythm develops. "Eek!" jostle, click. "Eek!" bustle, click. I can just about make out what all the fuss is about. The banyan does have four roots that could be legs and a longer one that might be a trunk. But where's the tail? Or the tusks? Or the ears? On the other hand,...
