It was a beautiful experience to return to the snow-peak mountains. A nostalgia … a fairy-tale castle revisited. The feeling of loneliness set in heart. Still feel the pain of those left behind walls, verandas and the wood furniture. That smell of wood varnish. The cool air and the sparkling snow..that was something to loose yourself behind. I felt my soul crying and becoming one with those who lived there once. The place really calls for one visit in lifetime.
Manali…the place where history and culture never ends