You unfolded yourself, bit by bit, moment by moment. You whispered in my ears the purest song of mountains. That feeling of winter settling in, much before it does. A tale of joy and longing entwined. A caress of belongingness, yet a strange touch. As I walked your streets, musical reverberation rolled in the misty air, and echoed down the valley. Colours exploded and fireflies danced. The cold upcoming night held a promise of explorations and newfound love.Oh Manali, that rosy evening, you made me believe in MAGIC.