The last kiss

In the centre of the battle-field, he was lying on his death-bed. All his loved-ones were around him but he was alone. Not because they didn't love him or he was blind to see them. They were all dead. He was the only survivor of the ruthless attack from their closest enemy. He could see the headless body of his friend. It wasn't chopped off; it was smashed to nothing under the feet of a creature of huge dimensions.
Thousands of bodies were piled up around him but nothing moved. For the last time, he wanted to see his wife and kiss her the final good-bye. He gathered all his strength and got up on his left leg. That was the only one left from the last clash. He looked around and saw her head popping out of the pile of corpses. He pulled himself towards her. It was almost impossible but he had to do it for the last kiss. Slowly with a lot of pain he finally managed to reach near her. He had a good look of her face because that was going to be the last time. A tear rolled down his left cheek and dropped on her temple and stayed there like a pearl. It was time now. He moved his lips towards her with a smile on his face........

Suddenly I came and smashed that disgusting little creature under my sandals and shouted to my friend - "Maar diya maine aakhiri cock-roach ko bhi!!!"