I Am Sooo... Sorry! Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the heart of a busy office space,
Where laughter mixed with a workday's pace,
Neha stood with a quiet grace,
Wishing for confidence to find its place.

She'd often say "sorry" without need or care,
For tiny things she wished weren't there—
A delayed reply, a bold new share,
But each "sorry" felt like a weight to bear.

Then Diwali neared, with lights so bright,
Arjun gifted her a card, small and light:
"A Diwali Cheat Sheet, for quiet might—
To let your gratitude shine, just right."

She read the words, her heart aglow,
"Thanks for your patience, " soft yet bold,
"Thanks for your time, " a story retold—
Confidence wrapped in words of gold.

So she tried them out, her spirit light,
And soon felt her voice grow sure and right.
No longer small, no longer contrite,
But steady as a diya's light.

In the office's Diwali celebration,
Colleagues shared words of appreciation—
For Neha's warmth and transformation,
Her presence, now a bright sensation.

With rangoli colors and diyas lit,
She stood, embracing every bit,
Grateful for each change, each fit—
Diwali's spark within her lit.

And as the night turned softly bright,
Neha knew she'd found her light—
In gratitude, her voice took flight,
Her quiet confidence, clear and right.