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Arjun picked up the pen. His hand still trembled—but this time, he wrote.

Silence stretched between them. Outside, a ambulance wailed somewhere in the Mumbai afternoon. 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 picked up the pen

“Clarity,” he said. “For about a week. I told my manager I wouldn’t work weekends. I told my mother I couldn’t call three times a day. I told my roommate to find his own therapist instead of using me as one.” He exhaled, almost laughing. “It felt like flying.” Outside, a ambulance wailed somewhere in the Mumbai

“I read your book,” he said, nodding at The Art of the Gentle No . “The whole thing. Highlighted passages. Did the exercises.”

Dr. Shalini didn’t reach for a notepad. Instead, she reached behind her chair and pulled out a different book—one Arjun hadn’t seen before. Its cover was plain, no title on the spine.