AARAV JOSHI

Right after Mohan scores and the score board is 4 -4, the goalie passes the ball straight to me. Filled with frustration and anger, i just run through all the players and attempts the shoot midway at the last 2 mins. And there it was on the scoreboard 4 - 5. The celebrations are on, Belgica brings some mountain dews and we pick up the man of the match, John, and start chanting his name. 

As i came back to my bag, i hear a ring on my phone, i reached out for it and it stops ringing. There are 3 missed calls already, and I can't see who called. It rings one more time, the caller ID pops up “DEATH CAST”. I really am not scared of it, im alright if i die.

I pick up “ Mr. Aarav Joshi?”

“Yes, this is him”

“Aarav, I regret to inform you that in the coming 24 hrs you…”

I interrupt “ will meet an untimely death, right? Anything else?” i said that as i really meant it, at least that is what i thought till now. But there was still a piece inside of me didn't wanted to receive this call. 

I apologize for speaking loudly and just hang up.

Belgica calls out my name but i couldn't  hear her name in between all this going on. Well i mean i am dying in the next 24 hours, I don't even think it got to me yet. 

I am on my way to my house after the game. Trying not to think about it makes it even harder to not think about it. I reach my house and my uncle calls me to dinner. We discuss about my game and how we won, they were so happy about it. 

I still can't shake my mind off of it. After my parents death, I am not really scared of dying anymore. I am tempted to tell my uncle and aunt about it but i dont want to make them suffer anymore. After the dinner, we all just sat to watch some movies. I finally got the courage to tell them about it.

“ I got the call from Death Cast.” And they are just shocked to hear that. I shouldnt have said that, obviously they dont want me to die. They believe in this thing as my parents had the call and apparently they are dead now.

To be continued..