Arjun stared at the open page. “So the guilt… the feeling that I’ve done something wrong…”
“I read your book,” he said, nodding at The Art of the Gentle No . “The whole thing. Highlighted passages. Did the exercises.” dr shalini psychiatrist books
Arjun looked down at his hands. “Now I’m sitting here because they’re all angry. My manager says I’m not a team player. My mother says I’ve become cold. My roommate says I’ve ‘changed.’ And I think… maybe the book was wrong. Maybe a gentle no is just a slower way of saying ‘I don’t care about you.’” Arjun stared at the open page
Dr. Shalini’s waiting room was a quiet aquarium of blues and greys. The soft hum of a diffuser released lavender into the air, and the only sharp sound was the occasional turn of a page. On the low teak table, fanned out like offerings, were her books. Highlighted passages