26th April. 2010
Arundhati Bungalow
Borivali.
This is one
of the places where they let us in anytime. These people have opened the gates
to their house whenever we required running in the wild. Yes, their house falls
a ‘if I fart in National park, you will smell it in your bedroom’ distance from
the infamous ‘National Park’.
The hares: Shivaji, Fubar and Medha laid a
no-chalk trail. It was fantastic but we hashers know how to crib and blame and
complaint of seeing no chalk on the run. For us, it’s like going to a Bryan
Adams concert and not seeing him throughout the damn thing. The run started on
IST and got everybody inside the National Park. The innovation here was that
hares Fubar and Medha were haring all over the place on their cycles. Anyway,
we climbed the steps which leads one to Gandhi Tekri, took a winding road down¸
walked halfway to Kanheri caves, onto to the road which led to Lion Safari¸
back out of the exit and back to the bungalow.
If you guys remember the last run at
National Park, we had seen the monster green lizard. This time we saw an even
bigger lizard, Fartashaty.
Now we did want the FRB’s to take the
longer route and go all the way to Kanheri Caves, only 2 brave souls Cockney
Wanker and Hoolio were the
brave boys who went all the way.
Back at the bungalow, we scared the crap
out of Clarifuck when he was told to be the reason for Fubar, spitting blood.
The fake blood capsules worked wonders on the poor chap. Some of the hashers
were lucky enough to dodge a big-freaking-monster coconut which fell down from
the tree, well, almost lucky. Racing Snake was in his own trip as he brought a
plate full of juicy and yummy love apples from the tree. Yummy!
The circle was an almost well behaved
attempt from the Bombay Hashers to respect the speaker.
Hares Shivaji, Medha and Fubar were iced
for the fab run. Also, the 2 cycles were iced for participation and transport
assistance.
Virgins: Eric, Ajay, Sara had a merry
time on the ice. Sarah was so happy that she actually sleeping on the ice at
one time.
All those people who, otherwise, run but
did not go all the way to Kanheri Caves were put on the ice.
Fubar was put on the ice for a major
mistake that was made in the Easter Weekend thrash. Let me apologise to Leaky
Faucet and inform hashers that he was one of the hares who hared the 2nd
run during easter weekend. They did a countdown from 1 to 0 for him.
Zafar was put on the ice was asking for
early lunch…
Last but not the least the sponsors for
the venue were put on the ice for letting us in once again.
The Biryani was what we had after
singing our hash anthem. Oh, Zafar again came up with his own version of the
Bori national anthem… wait… it WAS infact the bohri national anthem. We thought
he was just bluffing and so, based on the way he was singing, we picked up
Leaky Faucet and enacted a funeral proceeding.
The party was not yet over. We just took
a break to go back to our homes and get ready for the IPL finals. A group of
hashers, around 20 folks got together at the ARC to enjoy a few drinks as we
saw Mumbai Indians give away the match on a platter to Chennai Super Kings. The
party included a lot of running around, shouting, drinking and cheering up the
home team. Fartashaty was hit with sandals and chappals for cheering for
Chennai Super Kings throughout the match.
Drunk as we were drinking throughout the
day, we just ate to our hearts content and slept in the car as our drivers
drove us home.
We do not have any pictures of the run
or of anything that followed that day is because the great Fartashaty screwed
up and lost all the pics of that day. Maybe, he should be named Fubar… hehehe
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