It was the 22nd of July, 2006.
Just three days into the new sem.
Many innocent second years were just settling into the their new found worlds.
Buying books.
Notebooks.
Pencils.
Erasers.
Having visions of the scholastic semester they were about to embark on.
Stuff.
But...
War began.
It was the best of times.
It was the worst of times.
Anschluss took on a whole new meaning.
Bees attacked our wing.
And this is where they set up base...
Notice the population proliferation underway in this comb.
It was sinister.
Here, take a closer look... see?
Notice the timestamp on the image.
They were hard at work at 7.04 pm in West Bengal.
Straight out of Ripley's, isnt it?
Sinister.
Pure and unadulterated.
Raw is war.
If they were playing it rough, then so were we.
It was time for strategy.
Pay close attention as a wingie of mine demonstrates "How Not To Bee for dummies".
Statutory warning: All stunts have been performed by downright novices. Please do not try these at home. If you do, lemme know if you fared any better.
Step 1: Tie a dumb cloth on a stick and keep it vertical.
Exactly.
Step 2: Immerse the cloth in spirit.
Tangible spirit, that is.
Notice the red mug beside the one containing kerosene and the newspaper on the other side.
Interior decoration.
Step 3: Just do it.
An important part of any successful demonstration is a sound round-up of the safety procedures.
Here...
See and learn...
NB: resist urges to sneeze when this process in underway.
End of demonstration.
Start of action.
As the wing waited with bated breath, our hero posed for the camera.
Coolly.
Nonchalantly.
NB: Swapan da fans may be able to identify with those gloves.
After a final wing huddle, we were done with our strategy.
All 2nd years: indoors.
All 3rd years: leave home and get to wing as soon as possible.
All 4th years and me: run.
If the bees escape, that is.
If not, take photographs and do a victory dance.
Simple.
(This one was taken just in case we decided to go pro after this experience. Would be good for the ads.)
The action started.
We lighted the cloth.
Poured kerosene on and thrust the incendiary missile simultaneously at the bee comb.
The war was on.
And we were winning.
The bees had been taken by surprise.
Shock and awe.
No one knew where to run.
Or fly.
It was over in quick time.
The comb was destroyed.
Check.
The bees gone.
Check.
No stings on anyone.
Check.
Pics taken.
Check.
But war is never easy.
Notice how shaken our hero appears in this pic as he contemplates on the events of the day.
Maybe he'll renounce all violence after this incident.
Maybe.
As the war drew to an end, people started coming out to see the new dawn.
They had fresh hope in their lives.
The birds had started chirping.
Children would play without fear and mistrust.
The world was well again.
And of course...
They all lived happily for ever after.
Just three days into the new sem.
Many innocent second years were just settling into the their new found worlds.
Buying books.
Notebooks.
Pencils.
Erasers.
Having visions of the scholastic semester they were about to embark on.
Stuff.
But...
War began.
It was the best of times.
It was the worst of times.
Anschluss took on a whole new meaning.
Bees attacked our wing.
And this is where they set up base...
Notice the population proliferation underway in this comb.
It was sinister.
Here, take a closer look... see?
Notice the timestamp on the image.
They were hard at work at 7.04 pm in West Bengal.
Straight out of Ripley's, isnt it?
Sinister.
Pure and unadulterated.
Raw is war.
If they were playing it rough, then so were we.
It was time for strategy.
Pay close attention as a wingie of mine demonstrates "How Not To Bee for dummies".
Statutory warning: All stunts have been performed by downright novices. Please do not try these at home. If you do, lemme know if you fared any better.
Step 1: Tie a dumb cloth on a stick and keep it vertical.
Exactly.
Step 2: Immerse the cloth in spirit.
Tangible spirit, that is.
Notice the red mug beside the one containing kerosene and the newspaper on the other side.
Interior decoration.
Step 3: Just do it.
An important part of any successful demonstration is a sound round-up of the safety procedures.
Here...
See and learn...
NB: resist urges to sneeze when this process in underway.End of demonstration.
Start of action.
As the wing waited with bated breath, our hero posed for the camera.
Coolly.
Nonchalantly.
NB: Swapan da fans may be able to identify with those gloves.After a final wing huddle, we were done with our strategy.
All 2nd years: indoors.
All 3rd years: leave home and get to wing as soon as possible.
All 4th years and me: run.
If the bees escape, that is.
If not, take photographs and do a victory dance.
Simple.
(This one was taken just in case we decided to go pro after this experience. Would be good for the ads.)The action started.
We lighted the cloth.
Poured kerosene on and thrust the incendiary missile simultaneously at the bee comb.
The war was on.
And we were winning.
The bees had been taken by surprise.
Shock and awe.
No one knew where to run.
Or fly.
It was over in quick time.
The comb was destroyed.
Check.
The bees gone.
Check.
No stings on anyone.
Check.
Pics taken.
Check.
But war is never easy.
Notice how shaken our hero appears in this pic as he contemplates on the events of the day.
Maybe he'll renounce all violence after this incident.
Maybe.
As the war drew to an end, people started coming out to see the new dawn.
They had fresh hope in their lives.
The birds had started chirping.
Children would play without fear and mistrust.
The world was well again.
And of course...
They all lived happily for ever after.
22 comments:
Being beset by bees
Sunny shook seven seas
To tweak the tips
Encore !!
22 july? old wine?? why now?
hoooooooohaaaaaaaaaa
or rather..
hehehahahhahahhahhaha
I didn't think there was going to be a 21st season to the blog, better late than never... guess this is what end-sems in the 5th year are for, when exactly did you get time for this post between mugging for exam, the actual exam bit, filling forms and mugging for exams again?
@ Pranesh:
Dikh raha hai exam ka asar! [:P]
@ Whoami:
Was showing the pics to Himadri and Bhushan now... and the event seemed pretty bloggable.
Ergo... [:)]
@ Marathe:
:-)
@ Anonymous:
It was during the phase between giving the actual exam bit and going for dinner!
Btw... would love to know who you are... :-)
I hope the society for prevention of cruelty against bees came across your post.
this is why the 70s voted for flower power instead of fire power...it would have worked wonders especially with the bees [:D]...please please please someone give me some enthu to blog...i wrote one but it sounded so morose that i half puked on reading it myself...
hilarious!!!
=))
Trust Sunny to come up with those ones even at all the stringent of time budgets (read 'exam time')! [:)]
HOO-the-HAA :))
Alternatively
You could have just sprayed a little Axe VOODOO on them. It's simpler, less scary and also makes the bees disappear in a moment. Seriously. I have bees making beehives in front of my room all the time. And this method works always!
@ Sudhir:
I hope they leave a comment too [:D]
Sandy:
Sirjee, I got better uses for flowers nowadays [:D]
Aur aapko enthu chahiye blog ke liye? Hmmm... how about a blog on the day you did "Vijay Merchant and Vijay Haaare" for Angrezi Elocution [:D]
@ Ramesh:
Thankew :-)
@ Chintan:
Trust exams to happen just when I'm in the mood to blog [;)]
@ Bish:
Thank-the-you [;)]
@ Vinayak:
Hmm... I could.
But that wouldnt be so bloggable na! [:D]
:) :) :) :)
wah... taaliyan...
shabaash!!
Thus are heroes born. inspiring stuff :).
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