Farewell, 2015

I don’t know how to say a perfect goodbye to 2015. But I would’ve made a toast. 
A toast to all those nights I spent crying, all those times I brought myself up, all 
those times I wiped my tears and stepped back up, all those days that felt sunny 
and cheery, all those good and bad moments, all those mistakes, all those lessons 
that the year had to give me. And every word that people said to me or I said to 
people, will be remembered firmly in this heart. A shout-out to the novel PS I 
Love You which changed my perspective at the end of the year, gave me strength
and made me positive. For all those moments that I had to hold back my tears, 
fake a smile, or force a laugh, I will thank 2015, because those moments only made
me tougher and stronger. On this last night of 2015 I sat down to write this farewell 
because this year has been as special to me as no other has ever been. I’ve changed 
my favorite songs, my favorite food, even my favorite people. I’ve tried things for
the first time, achieved milestones, and have been proud. I’ve giggled with a lot of 
people but I’m thankful for those I’ve wept with. Farewell, 2015; I welcome you with
open arms 2016. 

Lost Stars Found!

 Hey mates! Just saw this little token of appreciation in my school magazine. These are the little things that I'd worked so hard for, these little marks of happiness. 

Lost Stars Found

Alright mates! So I'm here with big news. 
As this blog justifies, I've been trying to put together my little masterpieces in a compilation. And guess what! I'm back with a bang with my whole new published book - Lost Stars Found! It's a bundle of 25 poems - every single word written with love and enthusiasm by me.
                  And trust me when I say it - it would mean the world to me if you'd spare a minute away from the inevitably busy life to check my little token of intrigue and happiness out!
        And I'm real thankful to whoever is reading this, plus whether or not you check out my book, being my reader you are awesome. Felt great to share my little achievement! 

Below are the links to places you can purchase my book from:

Amazon:

http://www.amazon.in/Lost-Stars-Found-Kriti-Chandel/dp/9384314323/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1448791356&sr=8-1&keywords=lost+stars+found+book

eBay:
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Paytm:
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Junglee:
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There's Someone Wishing For a 'Happy' Diwali

Behind all those lights,

And all those crackers

There are little souls struggling,

Makers and packers

Markers of the shining fires,

Which bring about delight

But someone’s shiny sky of diamonds,

Is someone else’s dark night

Crackers may look starry,

They may spread the wind of joy

But there’s one child losing his lungs,

Making crackers late night,

And not playing with a toy

So when you give up the fire,

Give up all the smoke

We may make someone’s night, 
And no kid would choke

Thinking Out Loud

Thinking Out Loud

Well, a very good day to whoever’s reading this because here I am with another cover I officially recorded in the studio – Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud! My cover of this extremely beautiful song was recorded in the Sing Along Studio, NSP, New Delhi. The link follows! Ed Sheeran totally deserves an ovation for his swiftly amazing songs, oh doesn't he? 

YouTube Link:

Kriti Chandel's cover of Thinking Out Loud

The World Is Not Sold

'The World is not Sold' points towards the humanity still left in us humans, and they way our humanitarian heart has still not given up. For the upcoming occasion of 'World Humanitarian Day', I have specially composed the following poem. 

Before you grow too old,

Before your back is weak and your body’s cold

Do you deed and prove,

That the world is not yet sold

Every need, every goal,

Comes in exchange of a worthy toll,

What we do is who we are,

One purpose, it’s woven in our soul

Who are we, to question the earth?

When we find out, the reason to our birth,

Let us repay all that we’ve had,

All we’ve deserved, every breath that we’re worth.

If we offer a hand, to the one in need,

We’ll get it back, when we plead,

Every time that we break down

Every time that we bleed

Every time that we’ve paid,

From all the times that we’ve prayed

There will invariably be a reward,

Given there’s no masquerade

Give up trying to fit the mould,

Open your mind and write in bold

That you have to do your deed and prove,

That the world, is still not sold.

Who's a Healer? Music!

You’re just a little soul carrying around a corpse.

And have you ever wondered how you can make your soul impeccable and the corpse alive? The answer could differ for everybody’s superior minds, but the ultimate source of medicine is what you call a ‘sound’. A little piece of sound could break you, or shape you. You may feel yourself larger than anything, but then again, sometimes tiny things have masterpieces inside.

    The ultimate source of energy is the Sun. The human race loves the sun. Just as big as it is, there is a small, invisible thing called sound. A sound can make you go deaf, or it can give you life.

A sound may or may not be very pleasant to the ears, but whatever sound it is, when it is in a constant rhythm, you can relate to it. You can relate to the exact intervals, the gaps, and the mood of the rhythm. It can even be the excess water dropping slowly from the tap in your bathroom, or it can be a huge concert with enormous people shrieking their lungs out.

The name given to this rhythmic sound is Music. I’m not certain, but I think the word Music comes from the word Muse, because after all, music is really a muse.

Don’t they say, “When you’re happy and you know it clap your hands”?

There’s the sound of music, which is, undoubtedly, very intriguing or enchanting, and then there’s the sound of applause that you get as praise when you perform. Personally, there’s no sound better than applause to me, because it feels so right when you know that the bunch of people in front of you like what you’re doing, there’s just no better feeling. Applause is soothing to the ears.

Different songs in a playlist can change your moods as fast as nothing else. Slow songs can drive you into a trance, and rapid ones tend to energize you up. It’s a fact that you’ll enjoy the music of a song, but when you really look deep into the lyrics, you would find yourself rethinking your own life, criticizing world issues, or just remembering good moments.

People sing songs for those who are dead, so that their soul could peacefully blend into the sky. But there are people, who sing for their loved ones who are on the verge of dying, on their death bed, unable to speak, or walk. According to research, music can put someone on the road to recovery even when the doctors have given up. I think music can even bring dead people alive, let alone just diseased. If you don’t trust the researches, surf the net for the stories and events of people’s lives and how they recovered by the ‘Music Therapy’ that has become common today.

And Music is not only the saviour of diseased people, but also the life saver of today’s stressed out students. When it comes to science (there’s science in everything, isn’t it?), listening, or even better, playing music tends to divide the brain into two halves, and get them to work, which in turn helps in the vast, perpetual academics.

People get lifetime achievement awards just for devoting all their lives to a simple thing called music.

A few simple phrases that won’t sound very appealing when said, sound so incredibly amazing and eye-opening when put into music.

Things that can’t be put into words, can be described by music.

There are people who are affected by the lyrics, and there are those who are touched by the melody.

I’m writing this in 2015, and years later when I would look back into it, I can’t imagine what wonders Music would have caused.