To Walden - Somajiguda
You were a city within a city for people who devoured words and loved books; from an array of paint brushes to drawing pencils, your pallette was filled. Ball points to Multi colored pens to Pen pencils--you were a haven for stationary fanatics. The tinkle of the keychains reverberates within. You inspired decades of book reading with your neatly stacked rows. The cassette shop was the proverbial feather in your cap. You will be sorely missed. /An ode to Walden - Somajiguda/