RUN # 609
THE LAST SUPPER (OF 2024)
3. Wacko announced that after the metro ride, hashers were free to rick it back to the venue. The whole became the normal size again.
We are runners with a drinking problem. We meet once a month at a pre-designated secret location. We then run/ walk/ crawl a pre-marked secret trail. Then we reassemble at the start point and we drink beer. Oh, and we eat biryani. Oh! and we DO NOT DO DRUGS!
Well crafted hashing Sunday!
On Saturday, the hares set their aim,
To mark a superb trail, and make a name,
Around BKC, they planned their course,
With Wackopedia’s luck, they felt a force.
But rain had its say,
in a drizzle’s dance,
While haring through streets,
they took a chance,
They drove around,
the tripometer their guide,
Just kidding,
the rain was hard to hide!
Sunday came, the hashers did appear,
Outside CrafBar, with spirits clear,
A slight drizzle kissed the morning sky,
With a promise of rain, yet they were spry.
On On they cried, the adventure began,
Through BKC streets, the hashers ran,
From Craftbar to Divorce Court’s sight,
Jio Mall and main road, then lanes so tight.
Back to Craftbar, where they would rest,
On the longest table, feeling blessed,
The Long Supper style, with bites and cheer,
Craft beers and chats, the perfect atmosphere.
A day well spent,
with joy and delight,
In the drizzle and fun,
they found their light.
On On!
P.S.: Thank you ChatGPT for converting the write-up in a lovely rhyming saga.
It is a real bummer when you wake up thinking you are late for the run, rush to get ready, leave the house, wonder why the trains are so empty at this time, reach the venue... only to realise that you are there, infact, an hour early...
It is an even bigger bummer because this is not the first time this happened to you in 2024.
So, monsoons are almost here and we cannot be more excited. This time, we ran from the lovely Mini Club at the Racecourse.
The run, a pretty South Mumbai walk took us out of the race course, through the underground tunnel and out at the infamous Haji Ali Juice Center. FUBAR and Chedya Chutney were spotted hanging there with a glass of cool Watermelon juice.
Post that we turned towards Peddar Road and then right outside Antilla. The 'gareebi ka ehsaas' was real right here.
This feeling could only be forgotten by the lovely chilled beer and snacks at the Mini Club.
The long table started piling up with empty beer bottles and empty plates of food.
That's it for now!
ON ON!
Some hashers are true to their name. We were graced by one true blue hasher from Nigeria for this one. He takes his hash name very seriously. So much so that 'Short-Cutter' decided not to come for the run at all. LOL!
So, while we pondered what to do with the extra ticket to SNGP, Cunt Sandeep called and said he was on his way to the run and the ticket was utilized to him. That sorted, the bunch of enthusiastic hashers gathered around the hares as the run was announced. After, what felt like an eternity, Horny Yeti concluded that explaining would not help and decided to lead the trail. "On On" screamed the bunch and off we were.
Out of Arundhati Bungalow, we headed straight for the National Park and within 5 minutes, we were taken from one of the busiest spots in Mumbai to the serene, traffic-free, 'birdsong jungle' environment of Sanjay Gandhi National Park.
For a change, we also tweaked the trail this time. Hares found an off-road trail, a welcome change.
The run was well-applauded by the lot as the hares downed their beers while they sat on ice, cooling their butts off.
Jack Off was iced for getting lost in the wilderness in his own backyard. Soon, we realized he got lost, not alone, with Men-o-pause, and this whole thing was an elaborate plan so that he could make up out with her as an apology for making her cry many years ago. A lovely saga of love he'd love to narrate if you ask him.
Chlorofornicator was applauded to the ice. This visiting hasher from our brethren, KH3 was impressed with the spoils she received on this day. She showed some hashing spirit. She traveled from Dombivali to Panvel to join a friend who would then drive to Borivali for the run.
Govind, the friend, was also iced.
Two-timers, Just Meher and Cunt Nikita were welcomed to the Hash. They're not going anywhere now.
Next up were Cunt Sandeep, Cunt Vandita, and Dr. Porn. They were charged with wearing new shoes. Shoey's were rightly performed as they drank from the leakproof shoe.
Jack Off was iced again with an uproar of cheering. Hashers were eternally happy to have a venue like Arundhati to run from.
Chlorofornicator iced again. And this time, we all got cake. After a long time, we had a birthday on the hash. She cut the yummy cake, while she parked her tushie on the frozen water.
The event was concluded with the anthem and yummy biryani!
ON ON!
*Important updates on the hash:
1. Going forward, hares (max 2) will not pay registrations. If the event rego is anything over INR 250, the hares pay rego (e.g. Xmas Run, Diwali Brunch run, etc.)
2. Venue sponsor (max 1) will not pay rego for the run. If the event rego is over INR 250, the venue sponsors pay rego (e.g. Xmas Run, Diwali Brunch run, etc.)
3. Sponsor for goodies on a run do not pay rego. If the event rego is over INR 250, sponsors pay rego (e.g. Xmas Run, Diwali Brunch run, etc.)
*MMC has the right to recall these changes at any time
The Joint Family at Run # 601 |
The morning energy was vibrant. People parked their cars and came in with much shor and pomp pomp. Then 2 hashers suddenly appeared from the corner leading to the venue; on fucking bicycles! Such show off's I tell you. Pakka, these old farts would've unloaded the pedals from their SUV a few metres away, sprinkled some form of liquid on themselves for some sweat and just cycled down the last 100 metres. Their enthu-cutlet went stale as they did not get the wanted attention. We ignore such show offs on the hash! :P
The Run
Horny Yeti, On The Loop, Bachelor Balls and Nighfall laid the street trail. And then there was a bit of offroad
Blame it on the development and demarkation of land in that area which did not let us venture much into the offroad patch. People are getting richer I tell you!
Back at the base, conversations were accompanied by beer, and snacks. We couldn't have had a run on the day of Holika Dahan and not celebrated with the customary drink, Bhaang... which in this case was virgin bhaang aka Thandai.
The amalgamation of House Bombay and House Pune ensured a constant buzz in the air.
Circle
Hares were iced for their breathtaking trail. It was literally breathtaking. Since we had the pleasure of
having Lubricunt with us, FUBAR, the part time RA for BH3 got him to ensure that hash songs were orderly sung. And what a fantastic job he did!Short - Cutting - Bastards
While we do not encourage specimen like these (trust me, I come from that lineage), these Pune Hashers were iced for taking short cuts, by means of driving back in a jeep (and one of them went to the extent of paying 500 bucks and maybe her services in exchange for a bike ride back to the venue). These idiots shall not be named and shall never have a legacy.
Hosts were next on the ice. Horny Yeti and On The Loop are no newbies to the ceremony. They cooled their butts off while they were praised for spoiling us with the lovely venue that is The Tribal Residence (as I refer to it). They got the loudest cheers and accolades for lending us this wonderful property to run from.
And with that, the circle was concluded and the beer cans were put down as we sang the Hash Anthem followed by a hearty meal of more conversations and biryani.
On On!
(L to R)... They're Hashers through and through! |
Binging on some toddy |
Coconut Grove |
Pusher expressing via the tee. |
Sponsors (for the tee and the venue); Cumagain and Buttler |
What a prequel to the 600th run of Bombay Hash!
A bunch of hashers rekindled the spirit of a true Bombayite by kicking off the 1st run of 2024 at a venue that is as old as the city itself, Cafe Mondegar.
A sense of personal space is non-existent at this venue (which makes it special), which has stood the test of time, progress, development, and even an unfortunate terror attack.
So, on a slightly colder Sunday morning, a bunch of hashers turned up at the gate of Mondegar while a few of them were already working on their beer since 9am. We had a few visiting hashers as well who were in town and graced us with their presence.
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