Thrash on Run # 356… The Hot Hot Run
It was the last run for the ‘Orridge’
family – Strangway, Rakhi and Hash Dash decided to move on to Bangalore for
another adventure. The summer heat was upon us. God showered blessings in the
form of parched throats and heat strokes.
Kicking off on the other side of the land,
the run started with a ferry ride to a land of no trees (at least where we
ran). It’s cunning how Shivaji manages to get us off-road even on these
surfaces. It also had its share of creativity. Shivaji called it alternate
chalk marking, we called it bird poop. (We did get to see ‘Pagoda’, the Vipasana
ashram.) We had a trademark by Wash-Basin. He called from the Malad Jetty and
said that he couldn’t see us. “You would need a very big telescope to see us
from where you were.” But he managed to make it to the Borivali jetty and
finish the run.
After around 2 hours of sun, heat and
sweat; we headed back to Bela’s house. F1 fans were glued to the T.V. to watch
a rather disappointing race. Kingfisher was a pleasure sight. People started
sweating in slowly. Over conversations, beer and starters; we forgot about the
heat. Fartashaty was cracking up everyone with his, “During my boxing days…”
jokes.
The icy circle followed:
Hare Raiser ‘Shivaji’ was the first one to
occupy space on the ice. We sang to him for the literally ‘HOT’ run.
Wash Basin and Deepika were brought to the
ice for trying to look for us from the wrong jetty.
She had been making a lot of exuses for not
to run OR not to come. Poonam was iced for being the ‘faker’ of the day.
It was also sweating virgins that day as we
had half dozen people who officially got the tag ‘Hashers’. Anna, Ravi, Ajit,
Kalpana, Hans and Mohan Belani were brought to the ice, interrogated and then
given rights to drink from piss-pots.
Dibs and Sameer took a long time to find
their way to the hash. They were iced for coming back… after a long time.
The ‘Orridge’ family… Strangway, Rakhi and
Hash Dash were iced and sung for. They are in Bangalore as this is written.
Tempton put his foot in crap to avoid
running. We put him on the ice for doing it.
New shoes were appreciated and filled with
beer for owners to drink.
Bela put bum prints on the ice for giving
us the pad… whenever we ran out of places.
Hash master Bonsai led the hash hymn the
Bombay ishtyle followed by Biryani as people slowly vanished.
Pics of the run…
For videos of the run… go to www.youtube.com
and in search type ‘ heyitschirag ’ … u will find Bombay hash amongst other
videos
Cruising down the freeway, Bonsai was all frantic cos we were late
and there was some marking left to do(oh yes! FUBAR was haring again). Plus there was the ice to be sorted and
Strangway called cos he had ALREADY reached. To top it up Wreckless decided to live up to his name as kept bothering us on
the expressway… NOT.
As we came back after the marking we saw
hashers already eager to run. So we announce the run and ON ON they went.
Running up the mountain and across the dam,
then down the mountain, through the roads back to the venue took quiet a toll
with the weather not at its coolest.
The Venue: All the credits go to Wash Basin
Back at the bungalow, I was surprised to
see that hashers were actually impressed with the run. “Didn’t they know that FUBAR hared this one too?”
Also, I should mention, Govind, Ramila and
Uncle Rambo… hats off to you. These three oldies managed to climb up the hill
and finish a major chunk of the run. Bravo!
Strangway decided that we get cake as it
was Rakhi’s birthday. We roamed the market but could find nun. We picked up
bananas, carved them into nice dicks and made Rakhi swallow one on the ice.
FUBAR, as his name says, was fucked once
again when he was attacked and bruised by a cat that he just wanted to have
some food. L
To add to the misery, hashers encircled
FUBAR and sprayed deodorants on the wound.L
The circle:
Bonsai and FUBAR were applauded for the
good run… Finally!
Leah (the hot American girl who called me
mini banana), Farhana (Mrs. Zafar) and Manisha (works for Business Week) were
iced for loosing their non-virginity
Harsh was iced for ‘cuming’ up with www.bombayhash.org
(y)
Rakhi was iced as she swallowed a banana
while we sang her the birthday song.
Mr. Parwani, Wash Basin
Zafar and Manisha were iced again for
giving us our favorite snacks with expiry dates saying 26/03/2007
Gaurav and Zafar were iced again for
relieving FUBAR from haring the next run. Btw, if all works well, we may be
running in Alibaug on the next run.
Amita decided to show up for this run… and
as always she flaunted a head band. We decided to name her ‘Bandit Queen’ and
then she was christened ‘Bend it Queen’.
The surprising thing was that hashers
finally decided to respect the circle. Thank You. Bonsai led the hash hymn and
then led a few drunks like us to the tasty Biryani.
On! On!
FUBAR
Pics of the run
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