Mission Mosquito

Mission Mosquito
I remember the night when I was sleeping inside the mosquito net while located in a remote area in Rajasthan. Since there was no light so I had to sleep outside where I could get some air for the summer season was at its peak. I was about to go into a deep sleep when a mosquito came near my ear and started making that irritating noise of Gooooooooooooooon! Goooooooon!
I waived my hand to shoo it away but it did not pay any heed to my gesture. I did this for the second time and then the third and so on but still the noise was on. It carried on like this but there was no effect on him. After getting fed up of this I decided to kill him. When he came this time and sat on my earlobe I slapped on my ear expecting that it would get killed but it did not happen as I expected since he had already escaped resulting into me slapping my ownself. There was silence for sometime. Soon the same thing continued after a gap of few seconds as the insect was still alive. This carried on for half an hour intermittently. I kept cursing the mosquito net manufacturers for making ineffective mosquito nets. I made many attempts to kill him but it resulted either in slapping my ownself or clapping at the middle of the night.
Soon it then became a prestige issue for me and I decided to kill it any cost whether I go to sleep or not. Accomplishing this mission was now highest priority for me. So the first step I decided to take was to carry out a detailed analysis of the fact that how at first place he has entered the net and where does he hide when I hit him. I therefore sat down on the bed inside the net with the torch lights on without blinking my eye and was vigilantly giving the sentry duty to watch the enemy creep in.
After about two minutes I saw another mosquito outside the net who landed on one of the small mesh(of size 1mm by 1mm) of the net ,started to wave his forelimbs for investigating the area and then suddenly with a thrust entered his head inside it to enter the mosquito net but since the mesh was small he faced difficulty in taking his hind limbs and the remaining body inside. After applying adequate efforts he finally managed to bring two more of his middle limbs inside. Thereafter with additional efforts he managed to bring his hind legs also inside one by one and finally his complete body. Then he took off with his friend inside who guided him to the areas where abundant bacteria and human blood was available: on the back of my ankles just over the heels which is their favourite spot for having their cuisine, on the back of the hands for the desert and behind the ears for finally quenching their thirst. They did not dare to sit on my temple as came to know that I was awake and my hand was waiting for the next strike. As they sat on my ankle back I swiftly slid my right hand from my knees on via the shins on to the ankle and with a sudden thrust managed to kill one of them. The other one was smarter he took off while my right hand was on the shin.
I then waited and again struck him in anger while he was sucking my blood from just under my earlobe only to get one more slap for myself in the bargain. After all the attempts to kill him failed I then made a final plan after giving a careful thought.
I allowed it to sit on my foot this time but did not take any action as per my plan for I could have easily killed him since the target was visible and right on the top of my foot. Giving such an easy death was not commensurate to the amount of torture he had given me in the middle of the night by taking about one hour of my sleep.
I watched him quietly as he sat on my foot and could see him injecting his straw like needle piercing my skin through and through from where he was sucking my blood which he sucked to his hearts content. I still did not disturb him. After he had his fill I pushed him from his back slightly with my finger and he flew away. It was my turn now .He would sit on the net at another place where I again pushed him and again at the next place thereby not giving him any time to rest. I think he got fed up after some time and then decided to leave the net and go out. He sat on a mesh and with a thrust managed to take his head out of the mosquito net in order to finally get out of it . Then came the turn to take out his front limbs of which he could only take out one of it. He tried his level best to take the second limb out but was unable to since had become fat after drinking my blood and got struck halfway.
Now it was my show and totally my show. It was the moment for which I was waiting for anxiously for such a long time and the reason for which I had sacrificed my drop of blood. I then caught hold of his two rear limbs and pulled him back as a result of which his front limb was uprooted from his body and separated. I decided to deal with him the Taliban way. Unfortunately I did not have chains with me at that time with which I would have tied all his remaining limbs and hit him 100 lashes on his back for the crime he had committed. So I pulled out his two hind limbs and kept him on my left palm and watched him in pain but could not hear any noise thereafter and the fat body rolled from one edge of my palm to another. After some time my conscience did not allow me to torture any further and I decided to terminate the mission. So I clapped on him with my other hand for the final time. As I opened my hand I could see my own red blood splashed out of the body of the enemy.
The mission was accomplished.
I washed my hands from the water bottle kept on my side and went to have a Good Nights sleep.