- The Closed Door and a Quiet "Sorry" A story to remind us the power of sorry: Raj had left his charger bag in the training building earlier. Returning late, he found the main door locked. He knocked repeatedly. Finally, the caretaker, a stern Mr. Verma, opened it, his face tight with annoyance. "What's the commotion?" Mr. Verma grumbled, glancing past Raj at another resident, Ravi, who had been startled by the loud knocking. He'd assumed Raj was trying to barge in. " Mr. Verma, I'm so sorry, " Raj said quickly, his voice sincere. "I didn't mean to disturb anyone with the late knocking." Instantly, Mr. Verma's expression softened. The annoyance faded. "Ah, it's you, Raj. No worries, son. For a moment, I thought you were just being inconsiderate. But that 'sorry'… it makes all the difference, eh?" He offered a small smile, the tension gone. Ravi nodded in agreement. Raj retrieved his bag, the brief moment...