Why Nainital,
And not any other place?
How can one differentiate…
What landmark, signature,
Ambience or a grace
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Every winter, in that quiet forest,
Where I happened to be on time
Mute, like giant bearded hermits
Stood ancient Cedars and Pines.
...
There, down this stretch of road
Just off, the manned railway crossing
Right under the big banyan tree
Was a tiny shack,....barely seen.
...
Yes my friends, yes...
With gumboots drumming
As we trekked
In the mist,
...
Where the streets have no name
We all look the same,
...
'Dad Larry Holmes, your friend from Sem,
Like a bulldozer who cleared the road,
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