Come forth to hear my tale
I’m the oldest museum in the state
Founded by the royal clan
Aren’t you wondering who I am?
During the times of Maharaja Sawai Ram Singh
My foundation was laid
But it was his son Maharaja Sawai Madho Singh
Who decided my fate
Christened after the Prince of Wales
It’s been 140 years till date
His name was Prince Albert Edward, who visited the state
And by now, I am pretty sure you know my name
The king actually wanted me to be a Town Hall
But his son decided that I’ll be a museum, The Albert Hall
In telling you this I take great pride
Ram Niwas Garden is where I reside
With lush green lawns on both my sides
I’ll tell you about a friend and take you on a ride
It was quite younger to me and its name was Kiran Cafe
About the served delicacies, I could really write an essay
Though this one didn’t live for very long
We still remember it like an old beautiful song
To describe me in a nutshell
I’m like an old mystery book on your shelf
With lots of secrets and stories untold
That are more than centuries old
Every day I witness a huge crowd
Be it the traffic, or the masses roaming around
Some are there to admire my huge structure
And for some it’s my Indo-Saracenic architecture
Home to many distinct artifacts
Visitors always keep me jam-packed
From paintings and metal sculptures
To colorful crystals and antiques depicting different culture
I’ve got it all under one roof
Come see it yourself to get the proof
And while The Egyptian Mummy is the most famous of all
There are things to witness even outside my walls
Daily hundreds of pigeons gather around me
To recite the stories of those I can’t see
It’s a beautiful relation that we share
And to give it a name, it won’t be fair
This is all I can say about me
For more you’ll have to visit and see
Come alone or bring someone, totally your call
But don’t forget that I’m waiting, says The Albert Hall
Written by our intern : Avni Mehta
Jaipur Beat 