Vamika Kapoor

The whole universe is built up through love and the grief of separation is inescapable. I am referring to that phase which we all go through at some point in our lives. Mine started a few months back and now I am learning how to cope up with it. It is a surprising fact that how everything is temporary. Seasons. People. Life. While we don't really care about the exixtence of many things, some people's absence really bother us a lot. Doesn't it? I used to be surrounded by a bunch of people always. I thought that having a huge circle of friends was a prerequisite of a happy life. But that's not true. Over a short span of time I've realised that the people around you don't define you. They don't take you to places. You yourself do. You think that the people at your school or college with whom you spend a few hours of your day with are going to be there for the rest of your life? Are they gonna stand beside you through all your ups and downs? Honestly the...

Lately I've realized that you will never be enough for the world. You will spend your entire life trying to please others and trying to fit in but in the end you'll always regret the chances you didn't take. The life you are living right now, you've earned it and what if twenty years from now you realize that you're not making the best out of it. What if that realization occur to you when it's too late? There will always be a woman with the perfect curves or a man with better biceps. There's always someone out there who's smarter, funnier or prettier than you, but there isn't a better you. All your strength lies in being the real version of yourself. But people are failing to get this concept. People are struggling to find an identity of their own. Everyone, in this world, is hiding under layers of camouflage. Be it tons of makeup or a fake smile, or behind the smokes of a cigarette. We've all got a mask of our own, one way or the other, haven...

The first love of my life never saw me naked. We dated a long time ago, when we were small kids, shaping ourselves and still wondering what love looked like? We didn't have complications back then and it was all so cute like puppy love. I never offered him "my private parts" as termed by my parents but all I offered him was my true soul, every inch of it. I told him my deepest secrets and he too did the same. I thought he was someone to trust upon so I let him drown deep inside the ocean of my emotions and let him discover myself. From telling every little detail of how my day went, to every obstacle that I had to face in my life, he knew everything. Were these not my private parts? He never saw my naked body but all he saw was my naked soul and heart and all my raw emotions. And all those parts still belong to him and always will but unfortunately now he's just a stranger with all my deepest secrets and he will carry those with him, he'll carry a part of me...

Why are we locked up in cages? When we are able to fight our rages. Our legs look good only when shaved, Why on walls our name's not engraved? We are the victims of rape, While we can be a superhero with a cape. Why are periods considered to be a shame? Slut, hoe, whore, oh boy these are lame. You kill us inside our mother's womb, Why are we not allowed to enter some tombs?We are not permitted to go out at night, By labelling us weak, you're not doing right. You tell us not to love, not to put our lives in danger, Yet you are the one who make us marry a stranger. "She talks to every guy, oh she's such a flirt", Look inside you soul, it's all filled with dirt. "To get some attention she wears those tiny skirts", Nobody thinks twice, no matter how much it hurts. Why are we told to not to laugh so loud? Why can't we raise our voices admist the crowd? "Too curvy, too skinny, she's so dark",They speak shit and ...

What's your biggest fear? They asked. The first thing that came in my mind was losing someone I love. We all have our special people, those who are always there for us. Always? Not really. Loosing someone you love is not the last goodbye or the final I love you they say when they stand at your door for the last time. It's not that easy, right? You don't loose someone all at once, instead you loose them everyday. You loose them when you wake up to an empty bed, when you sip coffee from the mug that was once their favourite. You miss the warmth of their arms and how their cold feet used to feel. When partying all Friday night changes to crying on your bed alone, trust me it feels like hell. And when you're finally about to settle all your pieces back somehow, that one song plays which they made you hear for the first time, and in seconds you're broken once again. All I'm trying to say is losing someone and then recovering from that void isn't easy, you ...

Maybe I was naive, I just got lost in your eyes. The eyes which were lying to me all the time, but oh I couldn't understand. When everyone was against you, I was the one arguing with them, but oh you proved me wrong. You treated me like an option and you thought I would let you do that forever? NO. Yes, I gave up on you a long time ago, and that was the best thing that's ever happened to me. Ending everything with you led me to a better path. You left me in the dark but there I met him. He came in with new hopes. He fixed all the pieces of me which were broken by you. He brought me into the light. His touch is healing. His kisses leave me breathless whereas yours left me broken. Life is so much better after you're gone and I'm glad that I let you go. Giving up on you was the best decision ever. And now if I'll see in you in hallways I would just smile at you just to make you realize that life is so better without you. Sometimes letting him/her go is the best...