The enlightened Bookworm

About me

Hello! I’m Pulane Phoka, a book lover and the author of Ephemeral Beginnings, currently pursuing a degree in Computer Science and Mathematics. While my academic journey sharpens my analytical skills, it’s my passion for reading that truly fuels me. Books are my escape, my guide, and my source of inspiration. Through this blog, I share how literature and personal growth intertwine to inspire transformation. Join me as we explore the profound impact of stories on our lives and embark on a journey of self-discovery together!

It Takes Time, But You Will Be Fine

A follow-up to Ephemeral Beginnings There was a time I couldn’t go a full day without thinking about him. His voice, his presence, the “what ifs” — they followed me like shadows. I was grieving not just the relationship, but the version of myself I was with him… the hope, the dreams, the softness I……
I’m Finally Graduating 🎓

I finally passed. I’m graduating. Just typing that makes me emotional. This journey hasn’t been easy — I’ve cried, doubted myself, failed, tried again… and now here I am. Grateful.So deeply grateful. But let’s be real — graduation season is stressful! The outfits, the planning, the money I don’t have? Yoh. 😭Still, it’s the kind……
The Power of Disconnecting

My 4-Day Digital Detox Journey I decided to go offline for four days. No WhatsApp. No social media. No checking in to see what everyone else was doing. I didn’t do it because I was overwhelmed or frustrated — I did it to prove something to myself. I wanted to know, deep down, that I……
The Kind of Friend I Want to Grow With

What quality do you value most in a friend? Friendship is one of life’s most sacred gifts—quietly powerful, deeply influential, and often a reflection of how we show up for ourselves. Over the years, I’ve come to realize that it’s not the number of friends we have that matters, but the quality of those relationships.……
Unsaid Goodbye

Not every goodbye is spoken.Some are quiet. Uncomfortable. Unclear. They slip in when the texts stop, when the calls fade, when presence becomes absence. That’s what makes the unsaid goodbye so painful,it doesn’t ask for your permission. It just happens. Slowly. Then suddenly. You catch yourself checking if they’ve reached out. You think of things……
Dear Me, Happy Birthday

Today, I didn’t need balloons or loud celebrations to feel whole. I just needed this quiet moment to say: I see you. I’m proud of you. I wish myself a grateful heart — one that continues to notice beauty in small things. I wish myself a healthy body and habits that nourish my mind and……