SS: Shattered Updated-Part 6; 25/6 - Page 15

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Man how I wanted to know what was inside those things. Sameer got up first. He went to the small closet near the door and picked up his jacket and opened the door. He held it open.

After you," he said smiling at me pointing to the doorway. I said a silent thank you to Dr. Kapoor and walked towards the doorway. His smile was beaming.What the hell? Why was he so happy? A few minutes ago he looked like he was about to burst out into tears and now he looks like someone just said he won the lottery. I walked out of the room and I saw he was following me. I better fake a phone call until Chotte comes. As I was about to take my phone from my purse he walked up towards me.

"It was nice having a session with you. And thank you for listening to my story, it means a lot," he said thoughtfully.

"It's my pleasure. I'm so sorry for your loss," I replied sympathetically.

"Thank you. Um.. would you like to have some coffee with me? I hear they have a nice coffee shop near here..we could walk-" he asked.

"My bhai is actually coming to pick me up so... maybe another time," I said nicely.

"That's fine. Maybe another time," he said disappointed. Maybe another time

"So, how was your first therapy session?"Chotte asked.

"It was fine. The therapist is nice and my partner is nice as well," I said staring at the window avoiding eye contact. I knew what he would ask next.

"Oh. What's your partner's name?" Chotte asked curiously.

"Sameer. He's very nice," I said quickly.

"Sameer? So he's a guy... interesting," Chotte said annoyed. Here comes the blow. "Maybe we could get you a partner that's a girl. Make it easier for you," he said hinting at it.

"That won't be necessary. Sameer is a very nice man and he has no bad intentions," I said flatly.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt again Di," Chotte said.

"Why would I get hurt? You're acting as though I just said I loved this man," I said knowing I had taken it too far.

"I'm not saying that. I just don't want this man to say something without thinking and hurt you. And when did I ever hint at a relationship between you two. You are NOT ready for a relationship," Chotte said sternly.

"Maybe I am. You don't know my feelings. Maybe I'm over Shyam already. Maybe I'm ready to get married again. Who knows? You can't take control of that," I argued.

"Damn right I can. Di, I know what's best for you," Arnav said.

"Oh really? Is that why you kept Shyam a secret for so long?" I retorted. I regretted those words as soon as they left my mouth. The words left a lingering bitter feeling.

"Chotte, I didn't-" I tried to explain but he stopped me.

"You're right. I don't know what's right for you," he whispered.

"It's not that it's just... let me be independent. I don't want to be your carry-on luggage wherever you go," I said touching him lightly on the shoulder. I could hear him gulp loudly.

"I understand. So you want to be more independent? That's fine by me," he said quietly.

"But that doesn't mean I don't need my bhai," I said smiling softly.

"You'll always need your bhai Di. And I'll always need my Di. Forever and ever," he said stopping at the stoplight. He intertwined his fingers into mine. Just perfect.

A week flew by faster than I thought it would. There it was, the looming therapy session. Chotte said he would drop and pick me up from every therapy session. Well I guess that means no coffee with Sameer. As I walked into the building I felt a tingly sensation. Why? Why should I? He's just a regular guy. No one else.

"Anjali!" I heard a voice yell from behind me. Oh no. Oh no.

"Sameer. Hi," I said softly. He had run up to greet me.
"Nice sari," he said pointing to my baby blue sari. It had an intricate design woven in as a border. I felt a blush creep up onto my cheeks. Get a grip Anji, I told myself.

"Thank you," I said smiling.

"Shall we," he said holding the door open for me. I walked inside nodding as if to say thank you. The session went by fast. Extremely fast. We had discussed more on how we felt when both of our traumatic events happened. The way Sameer listened to me, I felt important. Like he really cared about how I felt. Like he was there when it happened. We were dismissed and got up first. He followed right behind me.

"Hey Anjali, do you think, maybe we could have that coffee today?" he asked. His eyes were two orbs of honey. They showed compassion, kindness, happiness and, sadness. Maybe, just maybe I could give myself another try. I owed it to myself to do that, right?

"I would love that Sameer," I said giving him a warm smile. Now to convince Chotte.

"Sure," he said over the phone.

"Really?" I asked astonished.

"Yes, you can go out for coffee. I was going to ask Akash to pick you up anyways. I have an important meeting to attend so this works out perfectly," he said distracted.

"I'll be back before dinner," I said.

"You better be. Or else this Sameer kid isn't going to last another day," Chotte said regaining his old self.

"Kid? He's older than you," I said giggling.

"Whatever. Still, consider himself warned," Chotte said.

"OK baba, I'll hang up now," I said clicking the end button. I saw Sameer leaning against his car door. He had loose fit jeans on and a black jacket on. I couldn't help but stare.

"If you don't mind, could we walk? The coffee shop is only a block or so from here and today's a nice day for a walk," Sameer asked.

"That's fine with me," I said accenting it with a smile. He headed forward and I followed.

"So what do you like to do for fun Anjali?" Sameer asked. What did I like to do for fun? What DO I like to do for fun?

"Um.. um.. nothing really," I muttered embarrassed.

"Kya? You don't do anything for fun? There has to be something you like to do," Sameer said.

"Well, I do poojas a lot," I answered. He laughed. Hard.

"You do poojas, for fun?" he asked through breaks of his laughter.

"Yes, I do poojas for fun," I said pretending to be offended.

"You are an interesting person Anjali Raizada," Sameer said giving me a goofy grin. Interesting? Psh.. yea right.


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Edited

Okay so first off i did not know my desi pakora also writes SS...🤗

Read it all in one go. This is one unique story i mean i am a huge fan of Anjali Arnav bonding( i am the girl who makes Vms on them 😳)

Now back to the story

Okay i loved the over possessive brother in Arnav "I know whats best for you" lol

i loved the head strong Anjali (CVs i hope you are listening)

I loved the mother daughter bonding.

and Last but not the least you my dear are a fab writer and i am real surprised that you like my FF...Really? 😳

and before you get tired of reading this...

Aarti this for you⭐️

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Arabella

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