Story writing begins with:The most awaited Sunday came when I was....
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The most awaited Sunday came when I was to meet my twin brother.
I had waited for five years for this day. I had discovered pictures of someone who looked like me on Facebook. The resemblance was uncanny. He had the same features as me.
I contacted him and sent him my pictures, he was petrified. My parents had never mentioned that I had a twin brother. I had a nagging feeling that he was my brother.
My relatives kept mum about it when I asked. My grandfather finally opened up and told me that my brother was given up for adoption because people believed that having twins was a bad omen. He explained that in the past twins were often killed.
My parents had no choice but to give him up for adoption. He had been adopted by a couple from America while I had remained in India.
The wait was more than I could bear. I had stayed up all night imagining the kind of person he was. Finally, the day had arrived, and I was pretty nervous.
My parents had picked him up from the airport. As soon as the door opened I rushed to hug him. He was a spitting image of me. This was the happiest day of my life.