Hey Manali,
You have been so contradictory to me.
Chilled midnights and pricking sunlight at 9 am,
Of course, you made the dusks and dawns look more vibrant and lively.
Look around the snow cubes in the mud shining over the sun,
Look beyond the hills over top covered with snow.
Lanes make you tired, roads make the circle, the high you go, you watch the sun shining but the coolness hitting you hard.
Temperature is low, the body can freeze, who bothers everyone is here to get a breeze.
Some high in weed, some low in need.
All the faces here are not locals, hail the trekkers, they are making it more trendy but love the locals who smile and are very steady.
The redness on cheeks is not their identity, you will get that blush, stay there till entity.
The higher the place is, the tough the race is. Adventurous I could say, you find that in every way.
Manali you presented so beautifully to me, the snowy mountains, the long green pines, in between the roaring roads, peeping down the water flowing between rocks adds happiness.
You let everyone stop, feel the essence, but sad everyone wishes to stay back in this natural presence.
Hope to come again, live again, fall in love again, Manali is this how travelers perceive.