Winning Sehri tales of Ramadan, day three
Writer: Aryan Ahmed Anik
Congratulations! Mr. Lucas, You have been selected as our next chief manager. Lucas was in utter shock that time, just a few weeks ago he was glued to his chair searching for a job interview in his computer for the 8th time. His parents were very much annoyed with him, sitting in front of his computer doing no productive work. He sent his CV to the Maple industries with a lot of confidence and so did his best-friend Matt. After a couple of days both of them got a call from the company for their interviews. They had given their interviews. As a matter of fact, that day was known lucky for a Capricorn. Matt was a Capricorn. He believes in Zodiac Signs and Astrology with his whole heart. On the other hand, Lucas didn’t believe in Zodiac Signs or luck that much. His motive is to work hard and succeed in life. Lucas being egoistic and over-confident didn’t get the job. But, Matt being disciplined and ambitious got the job. Lucas became very upset. He said to himself, “Does our Zodiac signs really play a vital role? ” He started to know more about his sign. He obtained information about it and soon applied for another interview. Fortunately the company’s name was Zodiac Inc. He applied for it for the 9th time and also got a call for the interview. He went to the interview wearing a red shirt. All of them represented his luck and his Zodiac.
Writer: Nazia Ahmed Promiti
Ayan and Ayana are fraternal twins. Their parents were killed in a terrorist attack when they were kids. Ayan and Ayana always had each other's back since then. She always saw the bright side of life but her brother was the complete opposite. Their zodiac sign is Aries and she believed in horoscopes while her brother thought it was rubbish. She knew how angry, bossy and stubborn they can get. She always tried to keep their anger in check. Ayana made friends following their pattern of behavior according to horoscopes. It gave her a sense of validation that those people will show the traits mentioned in their zodiac. Ayan was busy making friends online and they manipulated him into believing that the world would be a better place without the sinners so he should be taking action to make the world a better place. He decided to plan an attack along with his online buddies in a renowned school. Ayan couldn't find his explosive belt and sten gun on the day of attack.
"Ayana, have you seen my bag? I can't find it anywhere."
"Are you looking for this?" *shows him the bag and points the gun at him* "What were you planning to do, bro?"
"It's none of your business."
"You knew that the people like them took our mom and dad away but you decided to join them anyway."
Accidentally pulls the trigger and the last thing Ayan saw was his own reflection staring dead in the eye.
Writer: Marwa Kazi Mohammed
This is not part of the story, this is for a better understanding. Geminis are the third sign of the Zodiac symbolized by the twins ♊. They are known for being cunning, superficial and two faced.
I was born on June 20,1998, a gemini and the only one in the world born without their twin.
After my birth,news channels camped outside our house for months. My parents had to deal with them, along with losing a child.
They pretend it never happened, and tell everyone my zodiac sign is cancer. How do I know?
Because I remember every single moment right from my time inside my mother's womb. I remember the splintering pain of birth, the taste of my mother's milk, the first teardrop from my father's eyes when he held me.
I'm special, I know. I also know it's best to keep that to myself. So I tell everyone my birthday is on 21st June, and my sign is cancer.
Until I discovered the bump on my head was spreading, and growing a voice.
Ever since,every instance I am alone, the voice talks tirelessly, telling me I'm a Gemini. It used to be like a whisper I could ignore, call a hallucination.
Now it’s grating ringing on top of my head, reminding me of my truth.
"I'M A CANCER," I finally snap.
"Lying without batting an eyelash, like a true Gemini," it mocks me, "I know what you did. I know everything."
No. Nobody knows. Nobody could possibly know.
"Wondering how I know?" the voice sounds eerily similar, almost like mine," I know because I am her."
My body freezes. It's her, my twin, the one I ate in my mother’s womb.