How Our Mind Engine Works

I am a reasonably self-conscious person. Meaning, I keep monitoring my thoughts and study how they affect my day. With that in mind, I took time today to reflect on a particular serendipitous event.Continue Reading

Introduction to Blogging

You hear everyone talking about ‘blogging’, being a blogger and starting a blog these days.

So, what is it that people refer to? and how do they do it?Continue Reading

People in my life

All this world is an empty place without people in it.

Even if you own all the riches, and don’t have people around to share your wealth and joy, it’ll equal the worth of dust.Continue Reading

My Philosophies

You cannot run away from your duties.

Focus the task at hand. But never forget the big picture.

Life is short. Be of use.

There is nothing called perfection.

There is a room for improvement, almost always.

Hard work always pays. Persistence too.

Fall in love with being the # 1. Be the Pioneer.

Find ways to help people.

Realize the difference between activity and productivity.


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Who Am I? [still thinking]

Hi! I am Arun Sarathy. You are either my friend, relative, just landed here by accident or through my other websites- thekeyponderer or talyr. Whatever the case may be, just drop a 'hi' and let me know that you were here. If you are wondering what I do, I write some stuff on technology, latest news, nice technology tips – this is the birth story of my website. I also like to listen to songs and sing too, sometimes. But to sing, I prefer to have the lyrics ready. This I do by first listening to the song, then writing  typing it down and saving it for any other person who needs it. That's how my was born. But that's not exactly who I am! Isn't it…for how easy life would be if a person can answer the question 'who am I' so easily. That's why the tagline…'still thinking'.

Will post a new one here when I find out. Until then…


God speed!


Driven Home



The private passport agent asked Amar for Rs. 2000 as ‘gift’ for helping him to get his passport on an urgent basis. That made him angry, but he didn’t react. He paid it and started for home by bus.
He was completely pre-occupied with a mix of thoughts. Did he really want to go to a foreign country? Not just because the agent had demanded money, but there were many involved in changing his decision. The other day he had gone to a nearby post office with his mother to deposit Rs.200 on his name that his mother had saved. The post master there had no computer. Only few fat registers with the green and blue rubber stamps, with old worn out forms and inlands. The fan wasn’t working and even with heat scorching he was polite as usual. He didn’t even have any other helper for assistance. Can people even live without computers?
Within a week’s time a policeman came home for passport verification. He had to give Rs. 300 for his ‘conveyance’ expenses. He didn’t say a word. Within two week’s time he got his passport and a month later his Visa interview date was confirmed. He had become unusually calm during these days.
“Am I leading my life where I wanted it to go? Or was life taking me somewhere?”
Amar had never thought of these stuffs during his school and college days. Life was fun while learning, but when life teaches some lessons in its own way, it’s not always fun. He wasn’t also longing for money. There is something in him that tells he has to do something in life. But Amar still didn’t know what he wanted to do in his life. His campus placement had made him apply for the passport – to work in an MNC is a no risk life. A rat race that can at maximum take him to the management division of the company if he sticks to it for another decade, but will he be content with his job’s content?
A secured position, a good name in the society, a decent bank balance, iPod, cell phone, laptop, car, and a home may be with a 25 year period loan or something like that. But is that all what is called life? How can one just take what comes his or her way and live with it, with little to no risk. Didn’t someone say that life means risk?
For Amar, it meant peanuts. He wanted something big in life, perhaps, something big that makes him satisfied. Something big enough which at least doesn’t make him feel small.
“Yes”, Amar said to himself, “I am going to follow the voice inside me, what my heart says”.
He was lying on the ground in his room staring at the roof, introspecting. With the power cut, he had the mosquitoes singing his lullaby. But now, these were like angels flying around his head, because, at this moment, he is seeing the light in the darkness, not of any emergency lamp or a candle, but the brightness of the wisdom that led him to see the light of his life.
He was clear now. His Visa interview was tomorrow at 8 am. It was already 11.50 pm.
Smiling, he slowly got up and sat on the ground, took his timepiece and adjusted the alarm time and then went to sleep, satisfied with what he found on that day…his conscience!
Per the master’s instructions, the alarm clock rang sincerely in the morning at 9 am!

Weight of Trophy is Never Painful

Be stubborn if that is what it takes.
Do or die…as if everything is at stake.
Let your blood get hot…red hot.
Let the heat of the blood steam your engine.
Go above and beyond…as far as you can go and as higher as you can reach.
Our earlier failures are ready to teach.
Clear the clouds that block the rays of the Sun.
On your mark, get set, go…the race has just begun.
It’s not the bronze or silver that we want,
either get the Gold or say you can’t.
If you are not first, then consider you as last.
It’s the will to win that’s the important cast.
The world is waiting to cheer you up,but only after seeing you win.
The race could be longer…but just run for your kin.
Don’t stop with the sound of claps, you might lose the sight of the tower,
for the milestones would only show the remaining distance to cover.
Only seizing the chance can make you a star,
and the day of winning is not very far.
The flunks are bitter but never awful,
and the weight of the trophy is never painful.