INTIMACY CLINIC - The Conversations we AVOID

Aanchal

"He too, broke up with you?" Veena screamed in shock.

"Why are you shouting?" Aanchal said, in a low voice, giving her a stern look, "Can't you see where we are?" She looked around her table to make sure no one in the office canteen listened to what Veena said. She was relieved to know that no one paid attention to them.

"Chill," Veena said.

Aanchal stopped looking around and turned her face toward Veena.

Veena continued, "You are not a celebrity for people to take an interest in your personal life. It's lunch break. They have gone through shit. Now they want to have a nice meal." She smiled and added, "They are more interested in relaxing than prying on you; who happens to be their boss."

Aanchal glared at Veena, "Whatever. I don't share my life with you so that you could scream to tell the world."

"What else do you expect? He is like the third guy to break up with you in the last four years." Veena said in disbelief and continued, "Are you a ghost or something?"

Aanchal narrowed her eyes.

"Then why do guys run away from you?" Veena asked.

Aanchal paused. She turned her head around to check if anyone was eavesdropping. Then she checked her watch to make sure the lunch break wasn't over. She lifted her eyelids to look at Veena. Veena was staring at her; wondering why she was acting strange.

Aanchal leaned forward and said in a low voice, "I can't have sex."

"You can't, or you won't?" Veena raised her right eyebrow.

"I can't." Aanchal lowered her eyes.

Veena leaned forward and whispered, "Are you a dude with breasts?"

"No. You idiot." Aanchal burst out and hit on Veena's hand.

"Ouch," Veena screamed in a low voice.

Both of them glared at each other.

After a short glaring contest. Veena broke the silence, "Then what are you talking about? Just spread your legs and let the guy do the rest. You don't even need to know how it's done. Guys today know all about Kamasutra." She smirked.

Aanchal sighed. "It's not about not knowing."

"What is it about then?"

"I just can't have sex. I have sex phobia."

"How is that possible?" Veena asked in disbelief.

"It is. If you have the same experience as me." Aanchal replied. Her gaze lowered.

"What experience?"

"I was molested."

Veena's jaw dropped. "How? When?"

"I don't want to get into that,"

Veena kept staring at Aanchal. Her mouth was still open. She was surprised to know what happened with Aanchal and was shocked to realize she hadn't told her before.

"You never told me," Veena said, widening her eyes.

Aanchal pulled her gaze up to look at Veena. "It is something I want to forget. Not something I want to share. It is not a trophy to showcase. It is a stain to either wash off or hide."

Veena placed her hand on Aanchal's hand, "I get it." Her voice was soft.

"My past tortured me. But I still tried hard to study. I pursued engineering after the 12th and joined this company with you. Here as well, I focused only on my career. Five years ago, we joined this company together, but now, I am your boss's boss."