Lyrics:

When you walk through a storm

hold your head up high

And don’t be afraid of the dark.

At the end of a storm is a golden sky

And the sweet silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,

Walk on through the rain,

Tho’ your dreams be tossed and blown.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart

And you’ll never walk alone,

You’ll never, ever walk alone.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart

And you’ll never walk alone,

You’ll never, ever walk alone.

So this is my attempt to enable and aid all those who want to start of  with it…

And for the fanatics … i hope you find the list interesting ….

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P.S. Feel free to comment and contribute to the list … I am no music guru …. So leave the name of the song and the artist (as a comment) you think must also be present in the list …

The day’s  planning done even before the month started …check…phone call already made TO THE ONE, sharp at 12:00 am… check…bouquet of red roses…check…dinner table for 2 booked at the most famous or the most expensive hotel in town…check…the dress…check…breath check…done !! the list is endless…perhaps stands true for most but then there is another version, the one that believes “they know love” ..though i wonder if even love knows what exactly it is…the people i talk about is the group which believes in quite walks, the long talks, the silent dates but always have a smile on their face…they are perhaps the people mesmerized by what we know ‘true love’ to be…silent…deep…and just incomparable…

Whatever the type you are…the day is always special…and remember if you are a part of it then….even you are

The day has different means for different people….for ones in love…it is THEIR FESTIVAL…for the ones once in love…perhaps a day to lament and think back on what they have lost…and for the most… pretty much ‘just another day’, though it hurts to go out in public…actually kinda really really hurts…!!!

It is also a day of many promises…for the ones in the SINGLES category…a promise to oneself that next year will not be the same… rather…will not be the same lonely ….the ones in the COMMITTED category…pray with all their might (specially the girls) for the next year to be exactly the same…!! and then there is also a rather untouched kinda group which is least concerned…the kinda people who have/had buried any hopes of a better tomorrow…or should i say….of a COMMITTED tomorrow…the ones that have left it to their luck to find them love…GOD plz listen to them asap….

With practicality increasing day by day, the pragmatics often tag the day as being just another ‘market strategy’ and i guess looking at today’s scenario it is true to some extent….but then why care? If Valentine’s Day is a market strategy….then what is New Year’s Day?? Pretty much the same i would say…just another day!  They can say what they want to…but the point is…since when did love know whats practical and whats not??

I am not trying to define what LOVE is…i guess its beyond just you and me…

P.S: Comments and reviews invited…

torres blames the club for lack of quality which 4 nw is somewhat true bt thn why aint he considering what a cry baby on field he has become and the last 2 season when he has been mostly injured!!if there is any1 who deserved to win more trophies its gerrard…he is 30 and a legend…torress is 26 and 4 me he owed the club much more thn what he delivered….

all said…i dont wish torres luck but neither do i wish for his ill…just didnt like the way and the manner he left in…

That you remember your dreams

Or struggle to recollect its very first scene…

There are those that are forgotten

Then there are those…. which you struggle to hold on

But the once that give you the sting

Are the once you thought were the real thing…

The once you lived in

The once you wished didn’t end

Or because of which, forgot you were asleep

Only for someone to wake you up

Not necessarily holding a hot tea cup…

You lounge around for a while

Only to realize,

That you were dreaming something, worth more than just a worthwhile

Then the struggle begins…sweeping through the mind’s Nile

To find that very thought…. the reason for that blushing smile…

Yes I have been …a victim to it

And here I am, describing it

All bit by bit…

I was sleepy…I was drossy

I will accept the fact, I had something dopy

My thoughts were in disarray…and the eyes in a fray

I succumbed to the comfort….much to my liking

Let my thoughts run free…deep within to reveal the very me

The thoughts turned treacherous, leading to my ultimate desires

They showed me something I wished to be true

But the profound feeling made me ….forget the very difference…

I was with someone,

I think I knew her

She was beautiful,

To describe the least of her…

I was on a date, I think, we were together

There was some physical distance however

Did not matter much because,

The chit-chats went on forever…

It was heavy outside, but all I could see

Were her beautiful eyes, gleaming back at me

They had a lot to say, but perhaps were waiting

For the right time, when we are more than just dating

The time flew by, but we didn’t notice

The world didn’t seem to matter….because I had her.

All the time I wanted to live,

Enjoy the moments that life had to give

Were all there in front me

Until that stupid thunder lighting…

She urged me to take her back

Before it got anymore black

I had no reason to deny her

Never could I learn, to say a NO to her…

We walked back to the car,

I wished I had parked it too far

I needed more time with her, for my heart couldn’t bear

The separation from its very dear…

We drove off and I was a bit sad

But didn’t tell her, for she would think I was simply mad…

It started pouring….. and pouring very hard

And I loved it, like words of a bard

I drove slow, for it gave me time

I felt happier although totally mime…

She asked me to stop the car

And I wondered for reasons near and far

I was actually scared if she was offended

By my constant short glances…

She got down without a word

And I saw everything come to an end, in this whole world

I felt depraved and thought of it as my grave

In pursuit of her to condone me

I stepped out…with all within me…

I expected her to be annoyed, and in disgust

But what I saw, left me ambivalent

Hanging in the delicate balance…

I was confused, I was baffled…

For she was there….jumping and dancing as it rained

I went over and grabbed her by her hand,

She turned ….and Oh MY GOD….what had she done??

That black dress, the perfect face, those beaming eyes

The dark cloudy grey skies

And to top it all, her eternal lovely smile…

Her mojo was there to see…for she laughed at the way I seemed..

Come on…I am not the one to be blamed

My feelings were conjured…by the way she looked….

I pulled her back in but she was still snickering…

And I couldn’t resist but make that stupid face, to set her into laughing

I stared at her and she stopped…held her hand and uttered those words

“Like rain in nature….u pour in my heart

And I do not lie when I call you my sweetheart…

No matter what the world thinks…

For me our souls are bound

The very way thunder with sound….”

As I spoke the GODs  gave their decision

With a loud and clear thunder …perhaps giving us permission…

She noticed the omen and she sighed

“Amen” is what she said with a delight…

The smile then on my face knew no bounds

The heart had never felt such a hound…

I didn’t know what to do…

The moment was fragile and its reality in doubts

I was anxious …I was exuberant

Then intervened DESTINY, the tyrant

It has its own way to make you calm

As I was awakened by my moronic morning alarm….

But I wasn’t annoyed…rather was over bearing

With thoughts of her still in my mind, wearing…

I got up with feelings for her in my heart, on a teem

And here I am looking for …THE GIRL IN THAT DREAM

Glancing through the window, on a rainy night

Brings down the thoughts of all the life’s fight

The ups and the downs

The entire journey till now…

There are things I remember and those that I just can’t

Only to realize maybe I never lived enough, as I would want…

They all say…life is a race

Trust me; it has its own pace

It’s no different for anyone

But made different by that someone

The one who takes you apart

And fills the hole in your empty heart…

You crave for her, with all your might

Search for her in the darkest nights

Promising to hold onto her tight…

She is special, she is rare

Shall only come… when the time is right…

Her presence around is what I feel

Her absence is what I really must deal

She is the reason behind the breathlessness

The reason behind my half consciousness

The one behind the stupid smile on my face

Which forces the others to perplexedly gaze

Lost in her thoughts I spend my days

She keeps me awake, throughout the night’s phase…

I think of her twenty four seven,

Though I don’t know her even

Her face flashes by my eyes

As if I have seen her, a thousand times

I think of her smile, and get one on my face

The source of it all, is what I desperately chase

The answer is no less than, the centre of a maze…

It’s all a part of cupid’s arrangement

Which has turned my life, in a total mismanagement…

I have learned to love this confusion

In the hope of,

Someday, being with the reason to all this commotion…

There are no words to express this feeling

Or the reason as to why I am smiling

Ok…fine…I agree I am blushing!!!!

I have spent my life with her, but

Our times haven’t crossed yet

Spoken my heart out

Only to feel hers beat…

Had our chit chats and the lovely dates,

Walking hand in hand through the city lanes…

Candle light dinners and the long phone talks,

Loved being in love, as the times just walked…

It has no end, though is all my imagination

But trust me the feeling is pure sensation…

I know she is there, out somewhere

Hiding behind time, probably right here

I am ready to wait, for as long as it takes

For destiny and love to pave our ways

Its gonna happen and happen for sure

That time will come when everything ceases

And that will be the moment I meet my….MYSTERIOUS PRINCESS

—Roopal Garg