I live in the valley of Dauladhars ranges, at upper dharamshala. This afternoon I have witnessed something ,that I had never before.
I saw the clouds gliding into my garden and everything there was , soon became misty.The two majestic pine tress braving the Hamoc soon faded away.I decided to walk in the garden and soon could feel the damp clouds on my cheeks and nose. My wind chimes were chanting a spell and the pine trees were swaying to her tune.No birds chirping ,no distant noise ,could'nt even hear a ripple. Just the Chimes.
I was in fairy land , just mesmerised!
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