★ Fifteen • Epilogue ★

At the age of forty seven, after completing two terms as Awadh's chief minister, Chahana Shekhawat became India's second woman prime minister. She didn't expect to win on the first try but she won.

“It feels like dream come true. I was twenty three when I manifested that I want to become India's prime minister one day. And I worked for it. Did social work for seven years and then entered politics. One privilege that I had was that I belonged to a political family. I was familiar with the system and knew how to deal with it.” She recalled her journey to the prime minister's seat during her first press conference as the PM of India.

Her husband and daughters were sitting in the audience and clapping with proud smiles on their faces. They beamed with happiness. The guy who wanted to leave her because she was a politician, now had tears in his eyes watching her achieving her dream. He never believed that she will make it there but he was glad she did.

After the conference ended, Angana and Sahana came running to hug their mother.

“Mumma, we are proud of you.” A fifteen-year-old Angana said proudly.

“Thank you, baby.”

“Hey, it's time for family dinner. C'mon, girls.” And Jashn took them to the car.

Now her security was tighter than before, which she hated a lot. Even Jashn and the girls had to keep at least one bodyguard with them wherever they go and they hated it even more than her. But they embraced this new lifestyle unwillingly.

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“Channa, that bodyguard even follows me to the bathroom. I don't want him around me.” Jashn complained one evening.

“Just tell him to not follow you there. I don't have time to worry about that, Jashn.” Chahana waved him off.

“Channa, you became prime minister only two months ago and you are already behaving distant.” He complained again.

“Excuse me, we had sex just last night.”

“Well, you worrying about what opposition will do in the middle of our  sexual activity ruined my orgasm.”

Before Chahana could reply, a very embarassed and uncomfortable Angana spoke from a distance, “Mumma, Papa, please don't talk about your bed talks when I'm around. It creeps me out.”

“Sorry, baby.” Jashn apologized before glaring at his wife.

“Don't give me that look.” She warned him.

“I will see you in the bedroom tonight.” He warned her back and left from the living area.

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“I don't want to go to school!” Angana threw her bag and went to hug her father. Jashn caressed her head and asked, “Angana, what happened?”

“Papa, my friends have started behaving very weird since Mumma became PM. They keep buttering me and I'm not liking it.”

“Okay, I will get your admission into another school for the next class. But, Beta, that's how it's going to be. It's hard to find true friends when you come from a place of privilege.”

“But Abhimanyu behaves normal with me. Why can't others be normal around me as well?” She asked him.

“Abhimanyu isn't scared of your Mumma's position.”

“It's so annoying, Papa.”

“Angana, please stop crying. How about I cook mac and cheese for you.”  He offered.

“Hmm.” She hummed in response.

Jashn smiled, “Okay, quickly change and come to the kitchen. And don't cry.”

Angana smiled as he wiped her tears and she went upstairs. Jashn stared at her sadly before heading to the kitchen.

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Chahana used to come home late sometimes when she was the chief minister but now she used to be late every night. It was past midnight when Jashn felt two hands snaking around his chest. A kiss followed later.

“I am leaving for Delhi tomorrow.” She told him sadly.

“I know.” He sighed.

“I don't want to leave.”

Jashn turned around to look at her. He cupped her face and smiled, “Channa, you need to go. But don't worry, I'll come to meet you umm... every two weeks. Wow! We will get a chance to have sex at the prime minister's residence.” He exclaimed.

“Eww, Jashn! Your brain is turning into a dustbin as you are aging.” She scolded him.

“Excuse me, I'm only forty seven.”

“Get rid of your clothes before I rip them apart.” 

“Aww, Miss PM is getting horny, huh.”

“Jashn, no PM jokes. They sound ridiculous.”

“Alright, let's focus on sex for now.”

They quickly got undressed and held each other's body, making it as erotic as they could make when both of them were tired. And then fell asleep in the matter of minutes. They were not as sexually active as earlier. But sex jokes were still a regular part of their married life. Sex jokes that make Angana hit her head on the wall next to her.

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“Papa, I miss Mumma.” Sahana cried in Jashn's lap. Angana was fast asleep but Sahana was constantly crying. Jashn tried calling Chahana but she wasn't picking his calls.

“Saani, you know, your Mumma is a superwoman. She is busy helping someone right now. If you will cry then she will feel sad and won't be able to help others.” She listened to him keenly.

“When will she come back?”

“Umm... very soon. But right now you need to close your eyes and sleep. If Mumma got to know you aren't sleeping properly then she will scold me.” He pouted at the end.

Sahana wiped her tears and laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. Jashn smiled victoriously and kissed her forehead before hitting the pillow and slept peacefully.

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It was Angana's seventeenth birthday. Chahana specially flew back home for a day to celebrate with her family. But Angana revealed that she is dating Abhimanyu.

“Since when?” Chahana asked.

“Umm... two months.”

“Who proposed who?” Jashn asked.

“I proposed him. Do you think he has guts to propose a girl?”

“Not really, does Neil and his wife know both of you are dating?” Jashn asked.

“I told them yesterday. Do you think he has guts to tell that to his parents?”

“Did you guys kiss?” Chahana asked hesitantly.

“I did. Do you think-” But Jashn cut her off,“Yeah, we don't think he has guts to kiss a girl. But, Angana, are you serious about it?” He asked her seriously.

“Jashn, she is only seventeen. Don't scare her. Abhimanyu is a good boy. We know him. I think we should let them figure it out on their own.” Chahana caressed his hand.

Jashn stared at her for a good long minute before turning to Angana, “I want to talk him. Face to face. Alone.”

Chahana pitied Abhimanyu. Jashn was going to scare the hell out of him. And she won't be there to witness the scene.

Abhimanyu had a high fever for three days after having a face to face conversation with Jashn. Though Angana and Abhimanyu still dated until they broke up at her twentieth birthday. She cried all night long. But the very next morning she got to know that her mother won the elections again and her sadness flew out of the window. 

Jashn, Angana and Sahana went to meet Chahana in Delhi. And that's where Angana met Raghbir Ranavat, a Greek God with Indian nationality.

And on her twenty-first birthday, she told her parents that she is dating Raghbir now. Chahana had a mini heart attack hearing that. Because she always got bad vibes from Raghbir. But Jashn was over the moon knowing that because Raghbir had already impressed him with his knowledge about business.

But Chahana prayed that Angana breaks up with Raghbir as soon as possible, but she soon realised that won't be happening anytime soon. Her daughter was way too deep into his charms.

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“I admit, I'm getting old.” Jashn fell on the bed tiredly after making love to his wife.

“But you still don't leave a chance to have sex.” Chahana retorted from his side.

“That's because sex is still good in our marriage.”

“Aww, are you complimenting me?” She smiled.

“No, I'm complimenting myself for making you orgasm even in our fifties.”

“You really are a sex addict.” She threw a pillow at him.

“You made me one.” He argued.

Chahana huffed in annoyance, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

“Umm... Channa, you know, we could go for another round.”  He smiled sheepishly.

“No, I'm tired. Just sleep.” She refused the offer.

“Alright, now that I've shifted to Delhi permanently I think we'll get plenty of time together.”

Chahana turned around and kissed him, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” And they slept in each other's arms.

It felt like true happiness to be His Channa.

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