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Try me ‘oh Beaver !

... Try Me Oh Beaver !

The title “Try me ‘oh Beaver” has nothing to do with what I am planning to post here ! All I wish to do is to increase the number of posts over here in my new blog just to check how its gonna work out ! Well, really !

But just to give the title a thought, why would I come up with something as weird as that ? Because, even by my standards, “Try me ‘oh Beaver” is just too damn weird. Add to that, its just my third post ! Does the double meaning strike you ? Hope not, ‘coz I really believe there aint any ! Probably the only reason could be that somewhere in the living room, someone is listening to Cry me Oh River ! Well, that makes sense. It does rhyme, doesn’t it ?

Now that I have anyway published the title, let me just start off something that could probably fit into this accidental title !

The other day, when I stepped on a Beaver on my way to the Jungles of Africa, it cried bloody murder and stared at me as if its going to gobble me up starting from my wood ! To save myself from this pissed-off beaver, I knelt down with humility while I covered my precious parts and said politely “Ms. Beaver Ma’m, My sincere apologies for stepping on you by mistake. I was not really in my right senses as I was hurriedly heading to my office on the banks of Amazon. Could you please forgive me and let me go. I can buy you a couple of your favorite hazelnuts”

Ms. Beaver shrugged with a grin and said “No way you moron. You bloody look like someone who would have African Elephants for breakfast. Have you lost your senses to step on a poor Beaver like me ? Haven’t they taught you at school that we beavers are made to wobble up an entire wood… sometimes even a tree when we’re very hungry !”

“That is absolutely true ma’m” I sobbed “Can you please forgive me ?”

“No way !” she said. All I could now plead was “Try me ‘oh Beaver !”

That did make some sense, didn’t it ? No ? Well, let me try something else then.

Here’s an alternate story that could have happened which led to “Try me ‘Oh Beaver !”

On an unfortunate day, when I stepped on a Beaver on my way to the Jungles of Kerala, it cried bloody murder and stared at me as if its going to gobble me up starting from my wood ! To save myself from this pissed-off beaver, I knelt down with humility while I covered my precious parts and said politely “Ms. Komolika Beaver Ma’m, My sincere apologies for stepping on you by mistake. I was not really in my right senses as I was hurriedly heading to my office on the banks of river Periyar. Could you please forgive me and let me go. I can buy you a couple of your favorite cashew nuts”

Ms. Komolika Beaver shrugged with a grin and said “No way you Kameeney. You bloody look like someone who would have Indian Elephants for breakfast. Have you lost your senses to step on a poor Beaver like me ? Haven’t they taught you at school that we beavers are made to wobble up an entire wood… sometimes even a tree when we’re very hungry !”

“That is absolutely true ma’m” I sobbed “Can you please forgive me… Pleeeeeeeeeease ?”

“No way ! Absolutely Noooooo way at all” she said. All I could now sing to plead was “Try me ‘ooooooooh Beaver !”

Wondering what on fcuking earth just happened ?

Exactly, now you know how they are making movies these days. Come up with a random titillating  title, dramatize it with all sorts of instances to make some sense out of that title, which usually fails. Try different dialogues, top it up with some desi masala; and yes of course, climax it with a song !

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