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Saturday Story 2: Please Forgive Me

Saturday Story 2: Please Forgive Me

The pen hovered over a blank piece of paper, his mind, equally blank. All that he’d been asked to do, was write a letter. An easy enough task. Why, then, was Sanjeev Suri in this helpless state? It was unusual for the over-achiever  to feel yeh mujhse ho nahin sakta. For with the IIT-IIM badge,  the world had been his to conquer.

“It’s a letter to say you’re sorry,” was the only instruction. Maybe that’s why, it was so bloody hard.

His mind wandered back to the first time he remembered ‘writing a letter’. It was in Mrs Chopra’s English class, under the watchful eye of Wren and Martin. The Bible of grammar and composition for every Indian high school student. The cherry-red cover had faded over the years, to almost-white. Just like the rules of grammar therein, which were almost extinct, on FB and WA.

Then there was a phase when Sanjeev was obsessed with writing ‘letters to the editor’. He was in class 9, spending the summer vacation with his chacha, an army officer posted near Shillong. In the middle of nowhere, the dak edition of the ‘Times of India’ was a treat to look forward to. And seeing one’s name in bold, black print – after a dozen attempts – was the icing on the cake.

Then came the ‘job application’ letter, a covering note with one’s CV during placement. Did anyone actually read it? But hey, it was the protocol. As luck would have it, Sanjeev got placed with Cantilever, on Day 1 and that was that. He’d been with the company for 24 years, a blue-eyed boy, on the fast track. But now, nothing was certain…

“This could be the most important letter you will ever write,” he’d been told. 

Ah well, convention to the winds, then!

Hello old friend, 

It’s very hard and also strange for me to write this… I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to get in touch. 

I could say that I was busy. Busy with school, college, work, family, and all kinds of ambitions. But the truth is I have been avoiding you. Avoiding the memories, the hurt and the shame.

I see you, a sickly little boy in the playground, wanting to be included in the game. But you weren’t fast enough, or strong enough. 

So you decided to be the best in the one thing you could excel at – studies. You went home with your report card, expecting a pat on the back. 

But all pappa said was, ’95 in mathematics? Where did you lose 5 marks? Try harder next time.’

And that’s all you have done, for the last 40 years. Try harder to be perfect. You work longer hours than anyone else because all that matters is winning. But what about all that you have lost?

Your wife wants to leave you and your son is a stranger. You have a drinking problem, and you are slipping up at work. Your boss has issued a warning… this cannot go on!

At a time like this, you need a true friend. I am writing to you to say, I am there. I promise that from now on, I will honor and listen to you. I will not turn my back on you.  I ask for your forgiveness.  

I love you.

Tears were flowing down Sanjeev Suri’s face as his 48 year old self finally acknowledged, and embraced, his Inner Child.

Long lost, and neglected, hungry for attention. Yearning to be loved.


Sanjeev Suri, MD of Cantilever, has an important announcement for customers and shareholders.

“We will no longer release advertising which instils fear, shame or guilt. All communication must pass through a ‘Truth and Positivity’ filter, which we hope, will become the industry standard…”

Tall or short, fat or thin, fair or dark, loud or quiet… Each of us is born perfect. 

 Let nobody ever brainwash you into thinking – or feeling – otherwise.

Don’t miss the audio file Inside the Author’s Mind: Why I Wrote ‘Please Forgive Me’.

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18 thoughts on “Saturday Story 2: Please Forgive Me

  1. Touching. The moment of realisation that we don’t need to run so hard is when the world becomes a better place. Beautifully penned Rashmi!

  2. There is a festive in Jain sect for forgiving all done a year . writing is more important in life you find a way when you will write than you will think when think will judge write or wrong

  3. Especially liked this one Rashmi. A powerful story -. Keep them coming.

  4. A good theme .its very true that childhood events ,incidences leave an non erasable impression which is carried in the adulthood and it troubles quite often. there is also no doubt they go on to shape your personality. good work. keep it up

  5. Love it Rashmi.. Just started catching up on all the stories I missed this is my fave so far

  6. The letter is a very emotional piece and shares a common feeling from childhood. Family, relatives were keeping eyes over our school progress card. We used to be ahead of others and struggling to get good marks. The expectation of coming first in the class sowed the seeds of struggle to stay ahead of the crowd. Demand from ourselves made us sacrifice relationships, sacrifice living life as it comes, sacrifice even happiness for the sake of recognition, and identify in society.

  7. Lovely story! So so many problems stem from us feeling we are ‘not enough’

  8. Wow, good concept…” Finally acknowledged and embraced his inner child””

    Go on dear

    And don’t forget to mail me every Saturday

  9. Story about looking within and healing oneself with acceptance. Liked the way you have talked as to why you wrote this story . So important to grow out of one’s childhood fears, and to maintain a work- personal life balance

  10. This is a lovely story and I loved the sound-byte at the end. It almost pulled me into wondering what would go in my letter, if I were to write one? An endearing ending, as finally, through himself, the protagonist was able to make a reaching change with the public announcement.
    Looking forward to the next one!

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