A disgruntled news reporter appears: "Unfortunately it seems as though the moon could not be spotted tonight, meaning Eid-Ul-Fitr will take place the day after tomorrow."
In dismay, the disappointed populace of Dhaka city returns to their mundane lives, consoling themselves with the hope that just one more day separates them from the most joyous occasion of the year.
The next night, BREAKING NEWS reporter: "The Eid moon, shockingly, has not yet been sighted! It is now 11pm, and there has never been an issue regarding the spotting the moon. An investigation crew has been sent to find out what is going on. We will keep you posted on any further developments. In other news, famous Bangladeshi movie villain Chowdhurry Shaheb has been reported missing..."
Instant chaos breaks out as everyone tries to unravel the mystery of the Eid moon. Facebook explodes with statuses as if an Earthquake just happened on a magnitude of infinity, and females all over Dhaka go berserk as their tailors have an excuse to take even more time to deliver their dresses.
One hour later, BREAKING NEWS reporter: "The investigation crew has reached the conclusion that the Eid Moon is MISSING. Experts have been deployed to obtain more information about what is happening. Rumours have spread concerning possibilities of the moon going missing. Meanwhile, additional reports have arrived about mysterious disappearances, including shopping bags, Eid shemai, Eidi money and most importantly, Slink City shopping mall. People are shouting for their only hope, Sir AJ."
An argument of confusion arises at the police station. Some officers were overheard saying, “We don’t need him! We will handle it! We need only be… compensated.” The police super could be heard replying, “No. I hate to admit it, but it is our only option. He is the hero Dhaka needs. Mofiz, go pull out the ‘thing.’” Several similar complaints, long debates and discussions later, the police force decide the Eid moon has indeed been stolen. They used the “thing” to cast the AJ symbol into the sky.
Within minutes, he arrives in his pure black leather tights and sleeveless jacket which highlights his buffed, freshly-shaven chest, sporting a blazing red embroidered cape and brass knuckles spelling “Dhakar Pola.” His mane of long black hair billowed in the wind and the make-up on his face melted fabulously down his powdered cheeks. His shining metallic belt buckle, a buckle that could catch your eye even in the darkest of nights, gleams heroically in the moonless night, bearing the initials "AJ" in bold, with an outlining of sparkling silver jewels.
Police officer: "Oh thank goodness we have you, Sir Ananta Jalil. Whoever is behind this wants to ruin Eid for everyone, and we suspect that they will target The Bestin next!"
Sir Aj: "Don't tension, people of Dhaka city. I have arrived pom Gana to save you. I will find who do this. Just must speak with expert team from Mansister first."
With his cape flying heroically behind him, Sir Ananta Jalil flies off from the police station and hops on the nearest rickshaw to The Bestin (after much bargaining over a suitable fee). He arrives in a blaze of glory, Borsha at his heels (it was raining quite heavily), only to see that the lobby has been blocked!
Sir AJ: "Detectib was right. Something fishy is here. The lobby has already destroyed. I must quick move."
Quickly, he drapes his cape over himself and presses the elevator button. He waits. After five minutes he walks away, quickly locating the fire escape staircase. Relieved, he starts climbing. Pants ripped, make-up melted and panting as he reaches the top floor. He approaches the fire escape door and pushes through with a loud bang.
Villain: (Evil laughter from shadows) “Come, Ananta, come. It is you I have been waiting for. I knew you would show up. But first, uuh, do you need a drink or something? Sakib, give him one"
A meek man with pink lips comes in and hands Ananta a glass.
Sir AJ: "Who... are... you? Relieve yourself (gulps down drink). YOU RASCAL, THIS JUICE HAS NO SUGAR! HOW EVIL MAN YOU ARE!”
Villain: "I think you meant reveal... and of course. I want you to see my face one last time before I blow you and this place up in ashes. And you should really be watching your weight man."
The villain then turns around, unmasking himself to the superhero of Dhaka city.
Sir AJ: "EYYY CHOWDHURY SHAHEB. I should hab known you were behind this, bloody don!"
Chowdhury Shaheb: "Take this (throwing a detonator at Ananta Jalil). It is a detonator. The timer is set to ten minutes, after which a bomb will go off and blow you up into ashes. Then, I will detonate five other bombs to blow up The Bestin. Even if you can figure out how to stop the detonator within ten minutes, the rest will still blow. With my foolproof plan, I highly doubt you can save the day this time! Ha ha ha..."
Ten intense minutes go by as Ananta Jalil puts his brain hard at work to generate ideas while Chowdhurry Shaheb just stares at him intently, waiting for him to figure it out. The detonator ticks away, with just 25 seconds left. Right then, it hits him. He throws the detonator back at Chowdhury Shaheb with 2 seconds to go, and at the end of the ten minutes, the bomb explodes and Chowdhury Shaheb blows to bits.
Sir AJ: "I hab done it! The don is dead! I am genius!"
Police officer: “Amazing sir! And what about the moon?”
Sir AJ: "Hab you tried giving missed call?"
He takes out his Walton phone, and tries calling the moon. Chowdhurry Shaheb’s cellphone rings in the distance, and Ananta promptly struts over and picks it up. “Chowdhurry upload the moon into his phone. Here, take it!”
He throws the phone to the officers and begins to walk away.
Police Officer: “Wow sir, you really saved the day! Thank you!”
Sir Ananta Jolil turns around, dramatically, saying, “Most Welcome.”
