'THE TURTLENECK GIRL' AK ff end,p131

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bheegi

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Posted: 18 years ago

#871

Thanks meIQ and bugsbunny

Yes, it is Mishti at the door but no more trouble now. 😃

So u guys don't think anyone should forgive her...hmm....let's see.....may be ur both right

U know ...my ID is bheegi because of that song. I was listening to that song when I was registering on IF 😆 😆

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cheeselova

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Posted: 18 years ago

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awesome and cute part 😳
i hope no one forgives that evil mishty 😡

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bheegi

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Posted: 18 years ago

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Originally posted by: iamsmart
awesome and cute part 😳
i hope no one forgives that evil mishty 😡

Thanks Sana. Lets see if anyone forgives Mishti or not

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eternal

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Posted: 18 years ago

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that was a wonderful part, so cute and romantic...hey they are finally moving back to india, good news...update soon cant wait 😛

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Zainab

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Posted: 18 years ago

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grt part cant wait for u to continue

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Abhilasha Sharma

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Posted: 18 years ago

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how romantic.... but i like flirting angad....
MISHTI... 😡 dont tell me she has changed....!!!!! 😕 😕

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Arra Dollie

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Posted: 18 years ago

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Originally posted by: bheegi
Thanks meIQ and bugsbunny

Yes, it is Mishti at the door but no more trouble now. 😃

So u guys don't think anyone should forgive her...hmm....let's see.....may be ur both right

U know ...my ID is bheegi because of that song. I was listening to that song when I was registering on IF 😆 😆

really....awwww...well wenever i read ur name i always start humin tht song😳😆

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armaghan

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Posted: 18 years ago

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really cute and awsome loved it hey ur not planning to end it soon na but nonetheless it was great

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bheegi

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Posted: 18 years ago

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Thanks everyone. Here is the last part 😊

PART 66:

[I>"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."
Gandhi

"Mishti! Tum?" Dilip was surprised to see his older daughter. Naina had been very clear when they had made the invite list- Mishti would NOT be invited!

Mishti broke out into tears as she saw her father at the door; Dilip was shocked to see a normally prim and proper Mishti, all disheveled, bruised and battered.
His fatherly heart melted at seeing his daughter in that state, "andar aa jao beti…..bahar thand hai."

Mishti wiped her tears and walked into the foyer. The whole house was decorated with flowers, streamers, lights and a large banner on the wall said it all "CONGRATULATIONS ANGAD & KRIPA"

"Sorry….main galat waqt parr aayi hoon shayad," Mishti lowered her eyes, ashamed of barging in uninvited.

"Beti….yeh tumhara apna ghar hai….yahan aane ke liye galat ya sahi waqt nahin hota," Dilip helped Mishti walk inside.

"WAHIN RUKO!" An angry Naina roared.

"Mom?" Mishti looked at Naina tearfully, "I am sorry…..main bina bulaaye yahan aa gayi…..but I had no place to go……I am homeless mom…..Carl battered and abused me…..and threw me out," she fell at her mom's feet.

"You deserve that!" Naina said sternly, "now don't create a tamasha here……just go upstairs to your room…..I will deal with you later…..and don't you show your face to our guests!"

Mishti obeyed her mom's command and walked to her upstairs bedroom with her eyes buried in the ground.

"Naina…..I understand you are upset, but uski halat tho dekho…..aakhir wo hamari hi bachhi hai," Dilip reasoned with Naina.

"Dilip….mera dil shayad itna badha nahin hai ki main usey itni aasaani se maaf kar doon….may be you are a nicer person than me!" Naina glared at Dilip.

"Naina…..when Mishti and Kripa were kids, you always favored one girl over the other……and you are doing the same again…..I agree Mishti has done something deplorable and unpardonable, but she will be punished…..either by law or by nature…..we are her parents and a parent should only guide their child…..just love them and be there for them when they need us…..maybe she is regretting what she did," Dilip sighed.

"Dilip! I am not Gandhi or Mother Teresa……haan yadi kuch din baad wo sach much badal jaati hai, tho shayad main usey maaf kar doon…..but right now, I don't believe a word she says," Naina walked back to the media room, where the screening was almost over.

Dilip knew Naina had a point, but he was too tender hearted to leave his daughter in that state. He took some food for her in a plate and went to her room. Mishti was lying in bed, her face buried in the pillow.

"Mishti," Dilip sat beside her, "khana kha lo."

Mishti got up and was surprised to see her dad sitting next to her with a plate of food.

"Dad? I don't think I deserve this……main bahut kharab ladki hoon dad….why are you being so nice to me?" Mishti said tearfully.
"You know Mishti, over the years, I have seen you shed a lot of crocodile tears, but tonight I feel those tears are real…..yeh tumhare dil ke aansoo hai….sirf aankh ke nahin," Dilip stroked her head.

"DAD!" Mishti hugged her father and sobbed on his chest, "bachpan mein jab aap Kripa ko aise samjha te the, tho main aapka mazaak udhaati thi……but now I know that you have the biggest heart in this world…..you are the best dad…..Kripa is so lucky that she turned out like you rather than me…..if I could be even 1% of what you and Kripa are, I might be the happiest person in this world…..I don't know what to do dad…..main apne paapon ka praayishchit kaise karoon? How can I redeem myself?"

"Time….time is the best healer and best teacher……don't worry, as long as you have good intentions, with time you will wash off all your sins my dear," Dilip consoled her.

Angad, Kripa and Naina bid good bye to all the guests shortly after midnight. Nishant and Kanan retired in the guest room with their kids.

Angad thanked Naina profusely for her hospitality and graciousness. He picked his car keys and was about to leave with Kripa, when he saw Mishti walking out of the kitchen. Mishti had just slipped into the kitchen quietly to get some water.
Angad froze and clenched his fists at her sight. He just gave her a dirty look and walked away.

"Angad!" Mishti called from behind, "Congratulations……." She said softly
Angad ignored her and walked off, "Kripa let's go!"

Kripa hugged her parents and picked her bag. As she looked up, she was stunned to see Mishti standing in front of her. Mishti's unkempt appearance and bruised face was not what Kripa expected to see.

Kripa just lowered her eyes and walked away.

"Kripa?" Mishti came forward with tears in her eyes, "Congratulations," she sobbed, "I am so sorry…..ho sake tho mujhey maaf kar dena behen…..I am a very bad girl…..maine tumhey bahut dukh diya hai……please forgive me if you can."
Kripa had tears in her eyes; she was tender hearted to not respond to a heartfelt apology, but then she saw Angad staring at her from the door.

"I am sorry Mishti…..ek pal ke liye shayad main tumhey phir bhi maaf kar doon, parr tumney jo Angad ke saath kiya……main uske liye tumhey kabhie maaf nahin kar sakti…..kam se kam is janam mein tho nahin……let's go Angad!" she walked out the door holding her husband's hand tightly………Angad's self-respect was way important to her than mending fences with her sister.

NEXT FEW WEEKS:

After Kripa's movie had wrapped up, Karan and his unit went back to India.
"Kripa….we leave this weekend…..so please start packing," Angad yelled from the bedroom as he took out his old suitcases.

Kripa walked into the bedroom, "where are we going Angad? You still have not told me. Do I pack warm clothes….or summer clothes?"

"An extended honeymoon baby…..so pack all you can," he wrinkled his nose and grinned.

Kripa gave him a naughty look, "why do we need to take anything at all then?"
Angad gave her a mischievous look and grabbed her waist, "I like the way you think Mrs Khanna!"

They both laughed and started packing for their journey. Kripa was aware that they were going out of the US….but where? She had no clue……she was confident that Angad would not disappoint her……he never had…..

They finally left for their 'surprise trip' that weekend.

"Angad…why are we taking 4 big bags? Kitne din ka honeymoon hai?" Kripa asked him as they loaded their bags in the cart at the airport.

"I told you it is a never ending honeymoon…tum yahin tehro….main check in karke aata hoon," he handed her his camera bag and walked to the check in counter.

"Ma'am…please don't tell my wife what our destination is……it is a surprise for her," he requested the lady behind the counter to not reveal his little secret. The lady smiled and obliged.

"OK…I need to check both your IDs," she said

Angad asked Kripa to come over.

"Hmm….so 2 tickets to Frankfurt?…..OK….you are all set……there you go," the lady smiled and gave them their boarding passes.

"Frankfurt? Hmm….tho iska matlab Canada tho nahin jaa rahe……so no skiing….thank God! But Switzerland? Switzerland! That's it!…..Hum log Yash chopra ke home town jaa rahe hain? Oh Oh…I forgot to pack my chiffon sarees," Kripa batted her eyelids and giggled.

Angad hit her head with the boarding passes playfully, "shaitan ho gayi ho…..don't make fun of Yashji…..he is close to Karan….you know that?"

"I know…I know….please batao na kahan jaa rahe hain? I am dying of curiosity……if you don't tell me then I have a secret too……jao main nahin bataati," she whined and hit him playfully.

"Mat batao…..you know I can read your mind very well," he teased her back and put his arm around her.

"WRONG! You are such a tubelight Mr Khanna……yadi main tumhey Mahabaleshwar mein pehle kiss nahin karti tho aaj bhi tum sirf meri photographs hi le rahe hote….mind reader….yeah right!" she pinched his back with her fingers.

"OUCH! I will have to sue you for abusing your husband!" Angad teased her
"Once the jury finds out how you punish your wife, they will sympathize with me," Kripa chuckled.

"You should have been a lawyer…..no one can win an argument against you," he teased her back.

They walked back to the waiting area and said their goodbyes to Dilip, Naina, Kartik and Kelly. As they walked towards the security area, they saw Mishti running towards them.

She was panting, but stopped in front of them.

"I just came to say goodbye and wish you luck…….this is for you guys……mainey tumhey shaadi par koi tohfa nahin diya tha……but please don't say no to this," Mishti said guiltily, as she handed a small gift wrapped box.

Angad and Kripa just stood there without accepting the gift.

Mishti's eyes were pleading with them, 'please…..bahut choti si cheez hai……but you have to accept it…you are my only family now……believe me I have changed…..I…I am very sorry for what I did to you guys."

Kripa's eyes were a little misty; she almost accepted the gift, but Angad held her hand firmly. Kripa withdrew her hand and said, 'I am sorry Mishti……but we cannot accept it……it is too late……" Kripa placed her hand on Angad's elbow and walked away towards the security gate.

A disappointed and dejected Mishti walked back slowly.

"Mishti……just as you can't force anyone to love you…..you can't force anyone to forgive you…….let go Mishti……main Kripa ko jaanta hoon…..she will eventually forgive you…..right now she and Angad are still very wounded……..give them time," Dilip put his arm around Mishti and walked out of the airport with her.
Mishti saw a very happy and intimate Kelly and Kartik walk out arm in arm, "kaash maine nafrat ki jagah pyaar diya hota sab ko….tho shayad aaj Kartik ki baahon mein main hoti……lekin ab mere paas kuch nahin raha…..I deserve to be punished….it's all my fault."

On their flight to Frankfurt, Kripa kept pestering Angad about their destination. Angad finally put ear plugs in his ears and dozed off. Kripa was really annoyed with him and they spent the eight hour journey in silence, exchanging glances every so often, but without saying a word.

As the flight landed in Frankfurt, Angad stretched and said, "what a peaceful flight…..biwi ki bak bak se tho chutti mili."
Kripa glared at him and said, "theek hai meri bak bak se pareshaan ho tho, kisi aur ko le aao."

"Are you crazy?…..Ek biwi hi sambhal jaaye, wo hi bahut hai……aur tumhari bak bak sun ne ki tho aadat ho gayi hai mujhey," he glanced at her with the corner of his eyes.

An elderly lady sitting in the front turned around, "looks like you have been married for a while?"

Angad placed his arm around his wife and gazed into her eyes lovingly, "bas yun samajh lee jiye…..janam janam ka saath hai…..aur aage bhi rahega."

Kripa rolled her eyes, "I hope ear plugs are available in every janam…..because I don't intend to stop my bak bak," she teased him and stuck out her tongue.

They were so comfortable with each other now that they really acted like a much-married couple who had been together for years. This little teasing and pulling each other's legs was like a catalyst in their life…..it was the little spark which would keep the love and attraction for each other alive forever…..

At the Frankfurt airport, Angad walked with Kripa to the terminal where flights were leaving for India.

"Mumbai? Hum Mumbai jaa rahe hain?" Kripa said excitedly.

"Yes Mrs Khanna….and that too on a one way ticket!" Angad finally revealed his little secret to his wife. How he wished he could capture that moment on tape. He had never seen her so happy; tears rolled down her cheeks as she smiled and hugged him tightly, "I love you Angad…..tumne yeh decision sirf meri wajah se liya hai na?"

Angad squeezed her petite frame tightly, "Of course not…..sirf tumhare liye nahin…..HAMARE LIYE!"

Kripa released herself and whispered, "do you want to know my secret too?"
"Secret? That Diya is on her way?" he asked

"How do you know?" Kripa was disappointed, "I just found out myself."

"See, tumhare saath rehte rehte main bhi smart ban gaya hoon……you can't call me a tube light anymore!" He laughed and kissed her forehead, "I found out the other day itself when you left the wrapper of the pregnancy kit on the bathroom sink…I figured if she did not clean up like she usually does, she must have been too excited to notice any mess."

Kripa punched his chest playfully, "badmaash….I can't hide anything from you."
Angad hugged her and laughed, "why do you think I tore your turtleneck that time? So you have nothing to hide from me," he chuckled as they both walked arm in arm to begin their new life……back home…..where they belonged……

EPILOGUE:

Angad and Kripa settled in Mumbai for the rest of their lives. They still maintained their 30 th floor apartment in New York and spent most of their summers there.
They received their $500,000.00 award shortly after they moved to India. Angad started his own Photography school and studio in Mumbai which became very successful in a few years. He also worked as a cinematographer for some selected film makers.

Kripa's debut movie was a blockbuster all over the world and made her a household name in a short time. She acted in a few more selected movies, most of them with Imran, as the audience just loved their on screen chemistry. Imran married his girlfriend, Anita and became Angad's squash partner on most weekends. The four of them hung out together and became very close friends.

Kripa had a beautiful 7 pound girl, Diya a few months after moving to India. She had a few complications with her pregnancy and delivery and was advised bed rest for a few weeks. Guess, who helped her out during this period? None other than her older sister- MISHTI. Yes, Angad and Kripa finally forgave Mishti once they were convinced that she had changed forever and for the good.

Mishti moved back to India, and so did Dilip and Naina. Mishti and Naina now work at a women's shelter as social workers. Naina also runs a support group for breat cancer survivors. Mishti is still unmarried and unattached, but has adopted a young boy from the shelter, whose mother succumbed to injuries form a domestic violence case.

Mishti and Naina dote on Diya. In fact, Kripa has to keep them away at times as she feels they are 'spoiling' her daughter with too much love!

Two years later, Angad and Kripa had another daughter, Riya.

Diya and Riya are poles apart. Diya has her mother's and nani's good looks, but is a charmer like her dad. She loves to sing and aspires to be a pop singer one day. Angad gets a heart attack whenever he sees his little Diya walk out in mini-skirts and low cut blouses. He buys long sleeved tops and turtlenecks for her whenever he goes shopping, but Diya just donates them to the maid's servants!

Kripa gets amused whenever she sees her husband fretting over his daughter's 'besharmaaee' and 'uninhibited behavior'- beti kis ki hai Mr Khanna?- she teases him but he just fumes and frets, "why can't she be like you?"
Kripa hugged her husband from behind, "because she knows there is no one like her dad who will come and rescue her like he did for her mom."

Angad turned around and kissed her lips, "hmmm….I bet if she tastes as sweet as you, she will find a foolish man like me, who is still hopelessly in love with his wife."

Riya is smart, intelligent and witty like her mom. She wants to be a lawyer and her parents can see that she would be a good one- she never loses an argument and has great convincing and persuasive powers.

Kartik and Kelly married soon after Angad and Kripa moved back. They still work at Creative Advertising and live in Manhattan. They have two cute boys- Ryan and Rahul. They visit India at least once a year and love hanging out with their cousins, aunt and uncle.

Kripa stopped acting in movies after Riya was born, and dedicated her time to raising her girls. Both her daughters are very loving, affectionate and happy girls. Angad and Kripa give them one thing consistently- LOTS OF LOVE and ENCOURAGEMENT- the rest they know their girls are smart enough to figure out!

Kripa resumed writing after Riya was born and she wrote an autobiographical novel- THE TURTLENECK GIRL- which became a best seller both in India and the US. Everyone loved the love story between a inhibited, unhappy, disheartened, grouchy girl and a flamboyant, colorful, charming Casanova!

I hope you all liked the story. I definitely enjoyed writing it, thanks to all the encouragement from all of you. Your comments kept me going; a story which I had initially planned to finish in 20-30 parts stretched like a Balaji serial for 66 long parts!!

I would like to end with this Celine Dion song- "Power of love"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SELp8xfbzJQ

The whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes

I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake

(first chorus)
cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
Ill do all that I can

Lost is how Im feeling lying in your arms
When the world outsides too
Much to take
That all ends when Im with you

Even though there may be times
It seems Im far away
Never wonder where I am
cause I am always by your side

(repeat first chorus)

(second chorus)
Were heading for something
Somewhere Ive never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But Im ready to learn
Of the power of love

The sound of your heart beating
Made it clear
Suddenly the feeling that I cant go on
Is light years away

Thanks again!