Strangers- Complete FF - Pages 136 to 139 - Page 84

Originally posted by: $ara_$hachi

opti akka is there any epilogue part of the FF ???

Epilogue

(1)

Fifteen and a half years later

"Ishan, give it to me now," she demanded, chasing her 10-year old brother around the house. The boy was too fast for her as he sped down the stairs with her make-up set in his hand. He dashed into the kitchen and tried to hide behind his mother.

She came running after him and panting in front of her mother she complained to her, "Mama, Ishan has taken my make-set and is not returning it to me. I have to get ready in the next half-hour for the farewell party for our seniors at school. Ask him to return it back to me."

"Mama, tell her not to paint herself. I don't like it," Ishan had his own demands.

"I don't care what you like or dislike. You are not my father, my husband or my boy-friend to tell me what I should do or not do." With her arms around her hips she yelled back at her brother who was bending behind his mother's back and peeping over her shoulder. Turning to her mother she complained, "Look at him, Mama. He's constantly interfering in my affairs. Ask him to mind his own business."

Prachi looked from one kid to the other and sighed. "I think my hair will all turn grey trying to settle your fights. Ishan, hand over your sister's make-up set to her."

"But Mama...," he tried to protest.

"Do as I say. You cannot go around taking things that do not belong to you," she said firmly. Her son meekly handed the make-up set to his sister. "And Sahana, go a little light on the make-up. God has gifted you with enough natural beauty, you don't need these cosmetics to enhance it."

Sahana nodded her head although not too happily and walked up to her room.

"Ishan, have you finished your homework?" asked Prachi.

He shook his head in the negative. "Go on. Go finish it or you'll not be allowed to go out and play." Ishan hurried to his study room lest his mother carries out her threat.

Milind came in early that evening as he had promised to drive his daughter to school for the party. Loosening his tie, he bent to kiss his wife tenderly on her lips.

"So how's the queen of my heart doing?" he asked pleasantly.

"Your kids are giving me a headache," she complained.

He smiled at that and pulling her to the nearby sofa he sat by her side.

"I'll take care of that in a jiffy," he said and pulling her down on his lap he held her temples between his thumb and middle finger and massaged her head.

"How's that, now?" he asked.

Prachi closed her eyes and wordlessly conveyed her contentment in a long, "Mmmmmmm."

Just then their daughter came down the stairs in a micro-mini narrow skirt which fell well above her thighs and a halter neck blouse with a plunging neckline. Milind's mouth gaped at the sight of his sixteen-year old in such a revealing outfit. Prachi who sensed him tensing up opened her eyes and jerked up straight. She was relieved that her father-in-law wasn't in the house that day. He had gone to visit his sister in Mumbai for a month. Had he been around the poor old man would have died of a heart attack, seeing his darling grand-duaghter clad in this manner.

"Sahana, you can't wear THAT to the party. By the way where did you get that dress? I had not bought it for you."

"Mama, it is Cheryl's dress. She lent it me. I didn't have anything appropriate to wear to the party."

"Why Papa, don't you like it?" asked Sahana cheerfully and twirled around so that he can have a good look at her.

Milind did not answer her immediately but instead asked her whether she felt comfortable in it.

"For instance, say you drop something down in the party. What would you do?"

"I'll bend down and pick it up."

"Try bending down in this dress."

"Darling, you may think that this outfit makes you look hip but see how uncomfortable you are in it. Moreover, the dress would only attract the wrong boys to you. You wouldn't want the guys to think you are easy to get, would you?"

She shook her head in the negative.

"I understand this is your first big party and you like to look attractive in it. But there is a very fine line between what looks fashionable and what looks cheap. Believe me darling, being a man myself, I can say that most guys respect and admire a girl who is tastefully and smartly dressed rather than one who is barely dressed."

"Shall we go now?" he asked her and she nodded enthusiastically.

Seeing father and daughter come down the stairs, Prachi smiled at them proudly.

Later that night as they lay in bed together Prachi, basking in the afterglow of a loving and intense union with her husband, asked him how he managed to handle his teenage daughter so well. Milind smiled and kissing her forehead said that he goes by pure instinct of a father who cares deeply for the well-being of his daughter and she in turn understands and appreciates him for that. Prachi kissed his chest and said how lucky they were to have him in their lives to which he responded that he was the lucky one.

Originally posted by: kuku..

hahahahaa i cracked up when Prachi asked Sahana u can tht appropriate!
loved Milind and Sahana's relation... normally Milind wud have been the one to blow the fuse, but in this he is a cool dad!😃
i absolutely loved ishan! when he asked Sahana not to wear make up, i was like he is taken after Milind, now i realized tht he taken after Prachi hahahaa

Originally posted by: $ara_$hachi

opti akka thnx for the epilogue part ........ good to see that u will present it in three parts😃

ishan & sahana were much like me & my elder bro😆 .......... though here ishann is younger bro😛 ........ milsi understanding level with his daughter is really remarkable thing😳 .......... good to see super cool dad😳

plz cotinue soon darling😊

Originally posted by: kuku..

yeah opti i did read it... after i read tht part, u updated.. so forgot to comment for tht part... but i really loved tht part... specially Sahana and her antics at her parent's first date ever! hehehe