A little poem about myself

I don’t know what it means to be beautiful,

but I have loved myself…

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I don’t know what it means to be beautiful, 

But I have always loved myself even in the darkest days and night,

I have kept myself silent for so long now that I have forgotten how to smile and be myself,

Despite through the darkest days, I have always loved myself and my insecurities.


When I look in the mirror, I see the reflection of the sun and the moon in me

You know why? 

Because I have always loved myself even in the darkest days and night, knowing that it will pass like some sort of phase of a moon,

And I have always moved on and learnt to accept my flaws,

Because I have always been a free-spirited being and do know how and when to move on just like the sun and the moon (day n’ night). 


I don’t know what it means to be beautiful, 

But I felt beautiful inside anyways like the moon,

Shimmering and shining brightest on the darkest days ~ on its own terms with imperfections,

Yet learning to accept the phase like the ever-evolving moon.





#midnight #thoughts #on #moon #sun #beautiful #phases #flaws #acceptance #writing #poem #about #myself 

(This is my very first poem) 🙂



By: Amrita Bartaula

One of my favourite reads of all time!

One of my favourite books that I have read so far has been Sophie’s World by Jostein Gaarder. I really admire Mr. Gaarder’s books and the message behind the history of philosophy that was nicely presented throughout this book. Even though I read this book a while ago, I can still recall the main characters and the thought-provoking ideas that was evenly laid out in this book. In addition, I feel the sense of pleasure and ecstasy while I was reading this book because every chapters were magical with full of twists-and-turns which kept me engaged to read more. More importantly, I find it interesting when the main character learns from a stranger, who happens to be the philosopher, the meaning of life through various of odd mediums (i.e. letters, emails, dark room, and hidden box under a tree). The main message that was trying to convey in this book is that you can learn from anyone as long as you are committed to learn, seek knowledge, and gain wisdom to eventually comprehend your being in this universe.

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Sophie’s World
Novel by Jostein Gaarder

I am truly thankful and beyond grateful to the Lord of the Universe for letting me read this book and gain a little perspective about the philosophy of life! 🙏

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By: Amrita Bartaula 

My journey in reading a literature (fictions and non-fictions)* ^_^

(This was my first blog posted from 2014) ~

Don’t know where to begin? I didn’t even knew I could be a good reader someday. Before I had a false hope, expectation, and procrastination that was build up inside me. I was not taking advantage of great books written by great minds to enhance my skills and abilities. But things had started to change lately and I love to read books (any genre) now more then ever.


My first journey on reading books was from 2014 ~ AS SWEET AS HONEY.
I find this book very engaging, in terms of my own childhood experiences because I can relate so many themes from this book. It also brings me some of my childhood days experiences and vivid playful memories with my friends. At first, I didn’t wanted to read this book but later I was convinced that I should at least have a peek at it and that’s when the trigger began…LOL…And once I finished this book, I realized how much productive I can be just by reading a book and be in a different realm (fantasy world). At the end, I was wrong about the cover of this book – “Don’t judge a book by its cover” – which turns out to be really impressive and fantastic.

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(This is my 1st book that I started my journey of reading books in 2014 ~ now its been approximately 80 books in 2018!) 🙂

I will soon post about my new read books in the coming days.

By: Amrita Bartaula