11 December, 2011
Aman Lodge,
Matheran.
Has Aman Lodge been declared a ‘Heritage House’ yet? If
not, then it should be declared that with immediate effect. The place is a
sight for soar eyes I tell you. I guess anyone and everyone knows Aman Lodge
throughout Neral and Matheran.
Bombay Hash is getting recognized there as well, and why
not? The big slabs of ice in the parking lot at Dasturi talk tales of the hash.
Even in Neral, when Fubar was roving around looking for a tempo to haul the ice
from Neral to Dasturi, a tempo driver walked up to him asking, “Do you need to
take the ice up to Dasturi?” Fubar wondered how he’d guessed that. Upon
questioning, it dawned that he heard someone saying that I was looking at a
pick up to carry the ice from the factory and he came with a truck. It turned
out that he was the same person who hauled our ice, the last 2 occasions and
hence knew us.
The run started late by an hour as it was a task to get
the ice through the gates of Matheran inside the gates of Aman Lodge. Baby Dick
and Hormuz announced the run and off we went. The run went through fields and
narrow pathways, alongside properties and valleys, through the bushes and
uphill and downhill, along the rail tracks and through some very scenic spots.
It was a very pleasant walk into the wild. We were also accompanied by Tiger
(the canine at Aman Lodge) and a baby goat somewhere along the path. Fartashaty
was on a role today as he kept freaking Sreekar out. He first hid behind a tree
and pounced on Sreekar and then again freaked him out at another spot. Sreekar
kept referring to him as a 5 year old kid.
The run had to be cut short after a point as it was
already getting late and we still had to cover an hours distance to complete
the full run. Hence after covering around 6 kms we decided to take the shortest
route back to Aman Lodge.
There were some elections going on in Matheran due to
which it was dry day throughout. But that would not stop the hashers from
drinking their beer on the hash, right? (Well, somewhere during the event, a
cop came into the property to check and was happily on his way back when bribed
with a couple of Kingfishers... he was a hasher for the time he held onto to
the chilled can.)
The circle:
Hares: Baby Dick and Leaky Faucet did an excellent job
with the supplies of chalk that they had. They utilised it to show us a part of
Matheran which we had otherwise not seen. They also made attempts to keep it
long but simple, however, due to time constraints the run had to be cut short
for the walkers to reach back on time to their beers... How thoughtful.
Virgins: This is the last time that we are honouring
virgins on the ice. After many thoughts it was implemented that a person should
be given honours of the ice only if he returns to hash again and again. Now, in
the first impression of the hash there are only 2 conclusions; you either like
it or you do not like it. So coming forth (run 417 onwards) only two timers (a
person who returns to the hash for the 2nd run) will be allowed to
sit on the holy slab (the ice you idiots).
Last time lucky for this run though were iced and sang
for as they downed their Kingfishers from the piss pots.
Visiting hashers from Pune were next on the ice. Sreekar
very nicely renamed themselves from visiting pune hashers to Junior Bombay
Hashers. Alongwith him on the ice were Anurag, Tapan and Sunny.
Screwed Driver was the only brave hasher who actually
completed the entire trail which was set by the hares. He deserved the cold
seat and a piss pot full of beer. What and achievement!
Fubar was asked to sit on the ice on behalf of Abbas as a
venue sponsor... I guess it was the second time that Fubar was asked to do
that... Abbas bhai might as well name the property to him... :-P
Joining him on the ice was Osama who could not control
his emotions for the sexy FUBAR and started molesting him before the down down.
Zafar, Cockney and Abbas (on Cockney’s lap) were also on
the ice as hashers insisted the original venue sponsor to be on the ice in some
form or the other. The form was Cockney’s lap.
We had to acknowledge Kingfisher for their undying
support to the hash. Since, this time, we did not have a Dr. Mallya look alike
with us, we got Joseph on the ice... someone said he looked like the Kingfisher
bird.
Up next was Sing a Sex Song on the ice, AGAIN. It seems
the hashers are still not happy with the hash name that has been given to Jaideep.
Someone suggested that we name him ‘1-800- Sing a sex song’. Pretty soon, there
came pouring a million suggestions of names for him. By the end of it, hashers
were so confused that they put it on hold till the next run to name him. Thus,
as of now, Jaideep is still sing a sex song.
While all this was going on our very own Frenchman Pierre
decided to acknowledge and share his experience with the warmth and love shown
by the hashers at Bombay Hash. Earlier in the morning, Pierre and his friends
wandered about the red sand streets of Matheran as they could not find Aman
Lodge. Shivaji rolled up his sleeve and walked the entire length of the hill
station until he could find them and bring them in. He also accompanied them on
the entire run to make sure they are back safe. Shivaji was brought on the ice
and thanked for the selfless act.
With that we concluded the circle and after a hymn of the
National Hash Anthem, cued up for the biryani and then cued up at the parking
lot with their cars facing the downhill slope of the Matheran valley.
On! On!
P.S. :- A merry Christmas and a very very happy and
prosperous new year to all our hashers across the globe. See you in 2012, if
not before. ON ON!
Baby Dick announcing the run: http://youtu.be/FIlSL4X8oxM
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