It is impossible to ignore the sweet fragrance that fills the forest air. I look at kids, some diligently collecting and others possessively guarding basketful of small yellow flowers in the heat of the day. It is as if they have the trees marked. Some even use bright cloth to tell theirs apart. This is Mahua, the intoxicating bloom better known for making local liquor consumed by the tribals in the central belt of India and the dwellers most prized/sought-after forest produce.