I heard it in the morning, and in phasing out of my sleep, wasn't sure where I was (only for a second or so). Then I heard it again. It was a koel. A koel!! From the 19th floor of the hotel, I heard a koel and as soon as I realized it, I was reminded of all the years growing up in India. So this really was the first time I heard a koel in a foreign country.
Got to Bangkok yesterday evening. On the drive to the hotel, concluded that of all the countries I have seen this was probably the closest to Delhi in terms of look and feel. Didn't remember much about the city from the last trip way back in 1996.
Just now I discovered the batteries in my camera are out....so no pictures till I get new ones.