Some traditions feel ancient. And then there is Raulane, a living ritual so old that even the villages that celebrate it no longer claim to know where it began. In the high folds of Himachal Pradesh, where the wind moves like an old storyteller and the mountains hold shadows shaped like forgotten gods, Raulane is a memory the land refuses to let go of.

Every year, when snow retreats from the meadows and the slopes begin to breathe again, the people of Kalpa and its surrounding villages in Himachal gather for Raulane, a ceremony believed to be around 5,000 years old, older than most religions, older than written culture, older than the idea of borders or the modern concept of India itself.

For the locals, this age isn’t something to date; it’s something to feel. It sits in their bones the

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