Unraveling Eva's days!

Smart, yet Ignorant Eva

Hola! Myself Eva Stone. I  should say I started my aisle to victory from being born the first baby to the affable couple Mr. and Mrs. Michael Stone. I  reminisce the good old days where the Stones jumped on the roads of 4th Cross Street of George Avenue upon receiving a mail addressed to them from 'The Kensington Kindergarten' saying, 'Award of Excellence to Ms. Eva Stone for his/her extraordinary skills at reading and listening during the Academic year 2001-2002' . The following weekend we shopped our apparels for the show [nothing but I mean the Proficiency Award Function] that was to happen on the 2nd of July 2002. I was so proud to look at the couple being ecstatic or overwhelmed sitting and cheering me amidst the crowd and so I promised myself to make them feel delighted every year that was to come. Every year as said came,and as promised I bagged prizes and awards, not every year, but every week or every month or it'd better to tell as much as the number of math and science olympiads and events that happened in the city. But as years rolled, Mrs.Stone started to feel too hard to run short errands to home and her daughter's school often. And Michael, my dad, felt it even more harder to face his director seeking permissions to call off his duty in order to see his daughter clutching shields. What kind of director allows his employee to take two or three days off a week? It must be really hard, mustn't it?

You all would be really inquisitive to know how's the little girl doing now, wouldn't you be? To all the curious souls out there, yeah I'm doing great, also I'm paid great for being the technical analyst at one of the leading technological firms in the world. To sprinkle few words about myself, I was always the person who incarnated into anything that I fascinated. Not to mention the fact that I worked too hard in my own ways to accomplish it. Gone are the days where Eva was called onto the stage to collect prizes and badges, present are the days where she's been invited to give speeches and lectures amidst all techies of the org. It's been two years since I made up my decision to build my career with this firm and not a minute of it did I regret about it. The more and more my peers showered me with moral support even when they knew about my tantrums and terrible mood swings, the more and much more did I shine. But at the end what happened to the moon that shone bright until yesterday?

I 'd like to recollect those moments when many of my colleagues paid a visit to my home at Doughty Street, London after having hospitalized for a week at multi-specialty clinic for the sake of enjoying rain. Oh no I never knew someone would go bed-zoned for a week just because of staging a dance performance with trees and benches at parks when it rained heavily. But what happened to the lady today who was swirling and twirling at the roads until yesterday? 

I'd be happy to share traces of this funny incident, where I quickly did my hair and clothes for attending a conference, leaving the notes that I had to look into and speak in front of my superiors, on my dressing table. I must've surely looked like a clumsy woman to all of them.But who cares when you can make it up, even when you don't have the necessary sheets or stuffs! What happened to the intellectual woman today who thought she was the best individual with all comforts in life?

I should never let this one slip from my memory where I threatened my office crush by fainting over him! No I didn't do it purposefully. It happened with His blessings. The best part was when he slept nearby my queen sized bed, helping me with everything I demanded. It is really so different to see a man whom you work with come into your living room,isn't it? Not to mention that he too dated me as long as I had a slim figure. Yeah which does mean directly that I'm as big as a 'something big', I can't think of one right now!

What made me so big that I couldn't even think of something to personify? I ate more and more of potato fries and cheese sandwiches that caused me overnight gastric pains. I should seriously stop 'em ever after all this had happened. But what had happened to me really?

Detective Ron Smith took the comfort of sitting near the winter home fires at Dr. Adam Cliff's place.He was there to get leads about Eva's death.

"Mr.Cliff, did you read Ms.Eva's final note?", asked curious Ron.

"I don't think she wrote it as her final note as she wouldn't even have had the idea she'd die. She shouldn't have let the murderer invade...", Cliff ceased to talk when Ron intervened saying,

"Murderer? What do you mean by murder? There were no ways for any outsider to get into Eva's room! Then how come you are you so sure quoting it a murder?", uttered Ron furiously.

"Does a murder always have to be done by only a person. It can also be done by modern day gadgets",  Cliff continued to speak leaving Ron baffled.

"From what I can observe, Eva was a kind of person who always craved for success. In her path for victory she failed to notice all the symptoms of heart attack that was to kill her in the vicinity. In all the chaos that happened around her at the office she didn't mind her impatience or what she called it as mood swings. Her immune system wasn't robust enough to protect her from rains and that simply caused her to get bed zoned. She forgot to find her shattered resistant system. All the way till this point she never managed to get a hint of her memory leak, even after when forgetting to carry the notes she had prepared the whole night for the conference she had to attend. Her blood pressure level must've soared up and that would've caused her to fall upon her colleague, which she didn't have an idea of as she was contented with the matter that she had fallen upon her crush. Lately when she gained weight, she didn't know the fact that there was some disruption happened in hormones secretion and consoled herself to reduce consuming potatoes and cheese sandwiches. Finally she'd also have died thinking of something else as the cause, without accepting the actuality that she refused to sleep when she really wanted to, as she was too busy all the night with her devices! It is as simple as that! ", Cliff finished in a classic way which instigated Ron to give a standing ovation.

Writer's note:

                            I specially wanted to write on this because, these days I don't see anyone minding the biological clock. All we want is to make the maximum use of time. I myself am trying to work on this and hope you all to do the same. Lets live life with few rules that'd do some good to us. Happy Sleeping!